A Cold Heart Turns - Rebecca St. James

Power thunder, lightning bolts

Rushing wind, a waterfall

Babies' cry a mother’s tears

Humming river, rustling leaves

He’s calling loud and clearly

He’s saying «Won't you hear Me»

We see Him everywhere

And still we roll on by

Winter snow, a fire’s warmth

Summer’s day, a cold heart turns

Peaceful place, a helping hand

Kindly words, a smiling face

He was God but one of us

A king who had a servant’s heart

Born to die so we might live

His reason was His Father’s will

Power thunder, lightning bolts

Rushing wind, a waterfall

Winter snow, a fire’s warmth

Summer’s day, a cold heart turns