More air than I can ever breathe
More water than I can drink;
When hurting, there’s more comfort
More praise than I can think.
More birds are flocking toward the south.
The harvest moon says more.
More crimson leaves fly ‘round my house.
More squirrels pile winter’s store.
More stuff than I can put away
More beauty than I can see;
More music than I can orchestrate,
More holy than I can be,
More light than we can search and find,
More galaxies afar;
Complexity in each design,
More awe at every star.,
More wisdom though His Word of grace,
Justice that’s complete;
More peace because I’m in the place
Where grace and justice meet,
More truth than I can comprehend;.
His knowledge is too great.
More grace for me, the one who sinned;
Bliss to anticipate.
More souls than I’ll have time to tell
About the saving grace;
More loathing of the devil.
More work e’er it’s too late.
Time unending, Love unmarred.,
More comfort, peace and rest;
More and more of heaven
And those I’ve loved the best.
More awe when I reflect on Him
More praise when day is o’er;
More prayer from me, the blessed one
Who serves the God of more!
Now to him who is able to do far more abundantly than all that we ask or think, according to the power at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, forever and ever. Amen. (Ephesians 3:20,21)