Chorus
But you simply overwhelm me,
When you pour your love across the sky,
When you carve the clouds right out of the blue!
And You start from scratch 70 x 7 times a day.
In the sculptures of the sky You show that
You make all things new.
I see Your tender mercies wake with every cracking of the dawn
You dispel my deepest darkness,
with Your light You make me strong.
As the sun bursts clouds wide open
when the storm is gone away,
You break through all my stubborn sin,
With fresh love every day.
Chorus
But you simply overwhelm me,
When you pour your love across the sky,
When you carve the clouds right out of the blue!
And You start from scratch 70 x 7 times a day.
In the sculptures of the sky You show that
You make all things new.
Bridge
Human hands make images
in wood, clay and stone.
Statues coldly stand in silence
when the artist's work is done.
But every cloud You breathe is full of life,
color, light, and motion.
They dance across our canopy
as restless as the ocean.
You're the Sculptor of the sky,
every cloud Your work of art,
And the beauty of Your workmanship
wells up inside my heart.
Chorus
And you simply overwhelm me,
When you stretch your clouds across the sky,
When you shine your love right out of the blue!
And You start from scratch 70 x 7 times a day.
You're the Sculptor of the sky and
with your love You make me new.
And you simply overwhelm me!
And you simply overwhelm me!