‘The Patience of the Lord’
Now the patience of the Lord like the silent moon
Seems to follow me where e’er I go.
When I’ve strayed into the dark He calls my heart.
He is quick to bless and angers slow.He is holy, he is holy.
He is seated now on high.
I’m unworthy, in the shadows me.
But Jesus took the chill of night
And lit the morning sky.The forgiveness of the Lord like the rising sun
Is a gentle and a warm embrace.
Still more certain than the dawn, the love of God,
Even wider than the sky His grace.Composer: Martin DayLyricist: Martin Day
© M Day 17-Jul-1997
Background
I remember as a child being curled up on the back seat of the car on late night journey’s home after visiting family friends. I would watch the from the seat the street lights flashing past but marvel at how the moon always seemed to be traveling with us. That’s where the first line came from.