Andrew Peterson - The Magic Hour lyrics

[Andrew Peterson - The Magic Hour lyrics]

Come climb the hill with me
Come and be still with me
Come watch the sun sink away
If you will with me

Come watch the garden grow
Down by the gravel road
Come warm your hands in the gold
Of the afterglow

Into the peace of these wild things
Into the wild of this grace
Into the grace of this blessing
Speak in the peace of this place

Come walk the cedar stand
Over the broken dam sit on the bench at the
Bend in the trail again

Look how the children laugh
Out in the tumble grass


Bright as a fire and as fine as a photograph

Into the peace of these wild things
Into the wild of this grace
Into the grace of this blessing
Speak in the peace of this place

Here at the magic hour time and eternity
Mingle a moment in chorus
Here at the magic hour bright is the mystery
Plain is the beauty before us
Could this beauty be for us?

What is this voice that sings
Holy and hovering
Over the hills in the still of the evening?
Son of God, speak

Into the peace of these wild things
Into the wild of this grace
Into the grace of this blessing
Speak in the peace of this place
Speak in the peace of this place

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