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