Debbie Sims - The Breath Of God’s Sweet Love Lyrics
The wind blows gently through the trees,The breath of God's sweet love;The sun is shining bright and warmFrom Heaven high above.The days are getting shorterAs Fall is drawing near;Our Father starts His paintingOf the colors all so clear.The red, the orange, the yellowBegin showing on the trees,So beautiful the colors,As they drift upon the breeze.His mighty hand controls His brushWherever He does go,Making colors bold to seeBecause He loves us so.