Through the Eyes of the Sycamore
Through my limbs I see you there
Walking rain or shine,
lift my branches high for you
know you’re one of mine.
There are some that come by once
never come again,
I can see you’ll stay with me
we’ll become as friends.
walk along so pensively
Always deep in thought,
see your face through leaves of green,
You’re strong but also soft.
winter comes I see you there
have a clearer view,
lost my leaves, like other trees
you’ve lost something too.
Maker made a special plan
which we grow within,
lost my bark, you lost your heart,
Still, we grow in Him.
calls each morning like the dove
hold within my limbs,
Through the tempest and the storm
learn to sing our hymn.
Through every season, we'll grow strong
We'll shed both leaves and tears,
I’ll stand tall and give you shade
Through all the coming years…