I hear people putting God down
Saying that when they look around
All they see are the bad things heading their way
We'll I'll admit that watching the news
Can sure give a person a case of the blues
But it's all in where you look for him each day

'Cause I see him in the seeds I grow
I hear him in the rooster's crow
I feel him when my husband's hand is in mine
I taste him in the meals I make
I smell him in the bread I bake
When I look around
I don't have to wonder where he'll be
I see him in you
And I hope you see him in me

There was a time when hard as I looked
In the pews of the church or the words of the book
I couldn't find him
I didn't know where to start
But then one morning I realized
He's been right there in front of my eyes
But I couldn't see him until I looked with my heart

Now I see him in the seeds I grow
I hear him in the rooster's crow
I feel him when my children's hands are in mine
I taste him in the meals I make
I smell him in the bread I bake
When I look around
I don't have to wonder where he'll be
I see him in you
And I hope you see him in me