Story Of History

I've seen it in the sunrise
I've seen it in the eyes of my son
And I've seen it in the water
The way the crashing river runs

And I can feel it in the anthem
A crescendo of melody sweet
And in the thrill of the thunder
Reminding me I'm frail and weak

All of my history first breath to eulogy
All of me rests in the hands of my God
Poured out beyond measure we all know the pleasure
Of the limitless unending kindness of God

And I've heard it in the silence
And it spoke without saying a word
And I've savored the fragrance
Of every season I ever seen turn

All of my history first breath to eulogy
All of me rests in the hands of my God
Poured out beyond measure we all know the pleasure
Of the limitless unending kindness of God

And I've heard it through the darkness
When no other hope could be found
And it springs up like fountains
When our loved ones are placed in the ground
His love says it's not over now

All of my history first breath to eulogy
All of me rests in the hands of my God
Poured out beyond measure we all know the pleasure
Of the limitless unending kindness of God

All of my history first breath to eulogy
All of me rests in the hands of my God
Poured out beyond measure we all know the pleasure
Of the limitless unending kindness of God
Of the limitless unending kindness of God