God's Cradle

Language: English

In the drowsy earth, dancing dreams
Finally paint the dawning sky in rainbow colors.

Distant words passed down through generations
Now are a single flame in the festival of life.

God's hand rocks the cradle,
Wrapped within the song of the trees.

Rain will fall on our troubles,
Sinking sad memories into the watery depths.

God's hand rocks the cradle,
And leads you into the brightness.