Visions Of God

She gently falls asleep

Her head is laid upon my lap

The highway sings a lonesome lullaby

My daughter here beside me

My little boy is in my backseat

Outlined by the headlights from behind

And I ask the Lord to freeze us here in time

As my son stretches out his hand to mine

Silhouette sent from heaven

Paint a portrait of eternal things

A fleeting glimpse like a vapor

Bring remembrance of what is holy

Clean and pure, unblemished and unflawed

Come to me, sweet visions of God

I hear her whisper sweetly

"I made this for you, daddy"

A crayon masterpiece says, ?I love you?

At last a bedtime story

They rush to get beneath the sheets

For Peter Pan, Pinocchio, and Pooh

They cling to every word until the end

Then they close their eyes and drift to Never land

Silhouette sent from heaven

Paint a portrait of eternal things

A fleeting glimpse like a vapor

Bring remembrance of what is holy

Clean and pure, unblemished and unflawed

Come to me, sweet visions of God

So often I have missed him

Like a shadow in the night

A familiar face I fail to recognize

But he is there in pigtails

Peek-a-boo and piggyback rides

A kiss, a gentle touch, a baby?s cry

And silhouette sent from heaven

Paint a portrait of eternal things

A fleeting glimpse like a vapor

Bring remembrance of what is holy

Clean and pure, unblemished and unflawed

Come to me, come to me, come to me

Sweet visions of God

A silhouette

Silhouette