See the sun and how the sky Seems endless to the naked eye And in the darkness of the night When clouds roll back and stars give light I know God is real. And when the morning sun awakes Upon the start of a new day When surfaces glisten in the morning dew And birds begin to sing a tune I know God is real. His hand is like the wind to feel A blade of grass is just a stool And on and on He watches till We come to know God is real And how it came about for me To tell is just a mystery And deep within my spirit dwells A touch not made with human hands I know God is real.