Holy (English-Language Sacred)

[Verse 1] At dawn the quiet hills awake, And fields receive the morning rain; The hands that shaped the earth and sky Still hold the world through joy and pain. [Chorus] Holy, holy, source of mercy, Maker of the wide and deep; Love that gathers every pilgrim, Faithful through our waking sleep. [Verse 2] The river carries songs of thanks, The cedar bends before the breeze; In every voice, in every breath, We find a grace that sets us free. [Chorus] Holy, holy, source of mercy, Maker of the wide and deep; Love that gathers every pilgrim, Faithful through our waking sleep. [Verse 3] When evening lays its calm on earth, And weary hearts seek shelter there, Let all our days become a praise, A life made generous with care. [Final Chorus] Holy, holy, source of mercy, Maker of the wide and deep; Love that gathers every pilgrim, Faithful through our waking sleep. Holy, holy, ever near us, Keep us in your tender care; May our hands make room for kindness, May our hope be ours to share. [Outro] Amen, amen.