He couldn't find the words

To describe his thoughts

He couldn't paint a picture

To illuminate his heart

But I knew what he had seen



He tried to trace the changes

That had taken place

But I saw them written

All over his face

And I knew what he had seen



In the cup of cooling water

In the clouds of soothing shade

In the arms of love encircling him

He saw the shape of grace



There was a time he'd said

That he could never believe

In the kind of mercy

He did not need

And he drew himself away



It was a broken heart

And an endless thirst

That drove him to the love

He did not deserve

And he knew what he had found



In the cup of cooling water

In the clouds of soothing shade

In the arms of love encircling him

He saw the shape of grace