Enchanted

This world is enchanted
Lean closer to see it
This world is enchanted
Dare to breathe it in
Dare to breathe it in

O God...
Give us new eyes to see
Give us new skin to feel
Give us new lungs to breathe
The wonder underneath

Faith like a mustard seed
Holy naivete’
To swim in Your mystery
We need to be free
Free to breathe it in
Free to breathe it in
Born and born again

“...much of nature seemed to be an excited repetition, like that of an excited schoolmaster saying the same thing over and over again. The grass seemed signaling to me with all its fingers at once; the crowded stars seemed bent upon being understood. The sun would make me see him if he rose a thousand times. The recurrences of the universe rose to the maddening rhythm of an incantation, and I began to see an idea.” (G.K. Chesterton, Orthodoxy)

This world is transcendent
Lean closer to see it
This world is resplendent
Dare to breathe it in
Dare to breathe it in

O God...
Give us new eyes to see
Give us new skin to feel
Give us new lungs to breathe The wonder underneath
Faith like a mustard seed Holy naivete’
To swim in Your mystery We need to be free
Free to breathe it in
Free to breathe it in
Born and born again

“In short, I had always believed that the world involved magic; now I thought that perhaps it involved a magician. And this pointed a profound emotion always present and subconscious; that this world of ours has some purpose; and if there is a purpose, there is a person. I had always felt life first as a story: and if there is a story there is a Storyteller.” (G.K. Chesterton, Orthodoxy)