I know you well,
Though I've not seen your face.
I've felt your warm
And loving embrace.

When no one will listen,
You're always there.
You soothe my pain
And hear my prayer.

I know of your miracles,
Your gifts to man.
I've felt the touch
Of your loving hand.

I know you well,
You're everywhere.
In the eyes of the loving,
The ones who care.

On streets of gold,
Where the blessed ones trod
Someday, face to face,
I'll see my God.