The Lord reached down and touched my soul.
He touched my heart for evermore.
He pulled me close so I could see.
My Savor standing next to me.

My Savor, Jesus Christ and me.
We’ll walk the path to eternity.
My Savor, Jesus Christ above.
My Savor, Jesus Christ, I love.

My Lord, he watches from above.
Watching from his home with love.
Guiding us along our way.
Forgiving us our sins each day.
My Lord, he is a quiet King.
But that’s not why we sing.
My Lord.
My Lord.
I love you.

My Lord, he watches from above.
Watching from his home with love.
Preparing us a gift to give.
Preparing us a home to live.
My Lord, he is a patient King.
But that’s not why we sing.
My Lord.
My Lord.
I love you.

My Lord, he watches from above.
Watching from his home with love.
Waiting for the judgment day.
To bring his flock of sheep his way.
My Lord, he is the King of Kings.
Now, that is why we sing.
My Lord.
My Lord.
I love you.

When the Lord reached down and touched my soul.
He touched my heart for evermore...

Dayle Gaylin

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