SOFTLY
words by William F. Rayer

Softly in a field of flowers and flowing grass.
Sweetly as I look to Heaven and touch His face,
Strength flowing from His touch and
Love's filling the air. Lord and
Father, I look to You for love from above. Touch me

Softly with your Spirit.
Raise me to Heaven, and
Sweetly touch me with your gracious love,
For your love is free for those who ask.
For Your love's ev'rywhere I look. And its
Softly and sweetly given, Lord from Heaven above.

Gentle breezes fill the air and
clouds float by Your face
Looking down to Earth with a look of pure
Love flowing from Your touch and
Love's filling the air, Lord and Father.
We look to You for love from Your eyes looking

Softly with your Spirit.
Raise me to You, Lord and
Softly touch me with your gracious love,
Knowing that your love comes as a gift, for Your
Love is ev'rywhere I look and its
Softly and sweetly given, Lord from Heaven above.

Softly in the field of flowers and flowing grass.
Sweetly as I look to Heaven and touch His face,
Strength flowing from His touch and His
Love filling the air Lord and
Father, I look to You for love from above. Touch me

Softly with your Spirit.
Raise me to Heaven, and
Sweetly touch me with your gracious love,
For your love is free for those who ask
For Your love's ev'rywhere I look and its
Softly and sweetly given, Lord from Heaven above.

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