God is Beautiful

God is beautiful
God is kind
I want to have innocence like a child
So I can come into the kingdom God has made
So I can never cease to sing God's praise
I want to bear the fruits of the Spirit
I want to talk of Jesus so everyone can hear it
I want to love God with all that I am
I want to talk to God and never let it end.

For he will never stop loving me,
Caring for me,
Blessing me,
Walking and talking with me.

Jesus will never call me names
Or hurt me in anyway.

So why do I and everyone else make him cry?
Why don't people turn to the sky,
Praise God's name and lift him on high?

One day every knee will bow and tongue confess that he is God
And I wait for that day,
I wait for the day I will see God's face,
And praise him forevermore.