He

He can turn the tide and calm an angry sea

He alone decides who writes a symphony

He lights every star that makes our darkness bright

He keeps watch all through the dark and lonely night

He still finds the time to hear a child's small prayer

Saint or sinners call, they always find him there

Though it makes him sad to see the way we live

He'll always say, I forgive

He can turn the tide and calm the angry sea

He alone decides who writes a symphony

And He lights every star that makes our darkness bright

He keeps watch all through the dark and lonely night

He still finds the time to hear a child's small prayer

Saint or sinners call, they always find him there

Though it makes him sad to see the way we live

He'll always say, I forgive