Oh Jehovah my God
In the wind I hear your whispers
When I turn the pages I read your thoughts
From the sunrise to sunset, your eyes open and close
How your words make the trees dance
Your thoughts bring so many together, in different tongues we join and ponder over them
Even with your eyes close you see our darkest to our brightest dreams
O Jehovah my God
Why do you hold my hand
Why do you pick me up
Why do you watch over me
For you are my Father and I am your daughter
For you are my Creator and I am your creation
For you are the King and I am the worshiper
When I listen to the wind,
How I keep turning your pages,
I beg and pray from sunrise to sunset,
to always stay this way with you,
to always praise you,
and for you never to forget me,
O Jehovah my God