How do you see Him?
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My friend is more than an ordinary man.
No matter who calls, He’ll extend His hand.
The world is His cathedral--
its’ wonders will enthrall.
His angelic chorus sings
o’er mountainous pedestal.
The preacher is our teacher
who wants to reach each creature.
There’s no beacon brighter, no shine that’s higher.
The world’s His cathedral, people His steeple.
Let His light beam over all and shine, shine, shine.
Praise God I’m His temple. The Lord reigns divine …
the world is His cathedral!

There is no magic, trickery, illusions,
His Gospel’s truth—lacks gimmickry, confusion.
The world is His cathedral …
with each Word there’s a ripple.
Ev’ryone is important—
He condemns none to evil.
He knows ev’rybody’s name
and He loves us all the same.
There’s no beacon brighter, no shine that’s higher.
The world’s His cathedral, people His steeple.
Let His light beam over all and shine, shine, shine.
Praise God I’m His temple. The Lord reigns divine …
the world is His cathedral!

I may fall down but will stumble on, forward.
His light has taken all fear; I’m no coward.
The world is His cathedral—
roll on … fate’s punches aren’t dull.
Nature frolics, oceans wave,
I soar with a bird … sea gull.
The best gift He gave to man
is His hand to help us stand.
There’s no beacon brighter, no shine that’s higher.
The world’s His cathedral, people His steeple.
Let His light beam over all and shine, shine, shine.
Praise God I’m His temple. The Lord reigns divine …
the world is His cathedral!