The Season of Singing

Christian poetry set to Celtic Music The Season of Singing The season of singing is at hand The lover of souls has bathed the land In His love In His love Jesus we delight in you Refreshed in your presence Like the morning dew We stand in the day Clean and new And worship you oh God We worship you The season of singing is at hand The lover of souls has bathed the land In His love In His love Jesus we delight in you Refreshed in your presence Like the morning dew We stand in the day Clean and new And worship you oh God We worship you In Spirit and in truth Looking only to you We worship you oh God In Spirit and in truth Delighting in you We worship you oh God The season of singing is at hand The lover of souls has bathed the land In His love In His love Jesus we delight in you Refreshed in your presence Like the morning dew We stand in the day Clean and new And worship you oh God We worship you We worship you