Oh when the sunshine beckons to ya And your wings begin to unfold the thoughts you bring and the songs you sing are gonna keep me from the cold
And if the sword is among ya and its words may wound my soul you can fill me up with what you've got cos my heart's been keeping old
[CHORUS] He is love and him ways are high and steep He is love and I believe him when he speaks. Love and his ways are high and steep He is love and I believe,I do believe him when se speaks.