The heavens open

The heavens open

by Joel Howard

Look up, son

It's your Father

Up here in heaven

I'm yours, son!

But Daddy, why?

Why do you leave me

Why, Daddy?

Daddy, why!

It's the favor of the Father 

Being spread over the church

It's the love of the Messiah

As we tell about His birth

It's the glory of the Father

It's the drama of the hour!

As I see the heavens open

The heavens opened!

Look down, son

Go and feed my lambs

But Abba, Father

I love you so much!

So since you love me

You probably have a hunch:

Go and feed my children

Go and feed my lambs

It's the favor of the Father 

Being spread over the church

It's the love of the Messiah

As we tell about His birth

It's the glory of the Father

It's the drama of the hour!

As I see the heavens open

The heavens opened!