Something beautiful, a memory from the past. A song to commemorate Him. How did I forget? How did I fall away from it all?

He can turn the tides
and calm the angry seas
He alone decides
who writes a symphony
He lights up the stars
and makes the darkness bright
He keeps watch all through
the long and lonely night

He still finds the time
to hear a child's first prayer
Saints or sinners call
will always find him there
Though it makes him sad
to see the way we live
He'll always say
I forgive..