A Man of Noble Character

 

His face is oh handsome

His eyes are like the sea

They are shades of several blues

And seem always to captivate me

 

His lips are like the wind

They speak words of integrity

Defending the weak, sick, and poor

Declaring God’s majesty

 

His hands are strong and loose

He wouldn’t tighten a fist

The only time his hands do grasp

Is when he’s holding the ones he’s missed

 

His arms are full of strength

From all the battles he would fight

They’ve held the fragile and the lame

And have never ceased to lose their might

 

His feet are like the stream

That flows where the LORD leads

They don’t kick or trample anyone

No man, no bird, no beast

 

His heart is like the sunrise

Which brightens each new day

It’s calm and oh so loving

It’s the reason that he prays

 

For in his heart dwells Jesus

He received him in his heart

And now he’s changed forever

He can have peace in all the strife