Presence (is Like A River) Lyrics

Raise up your hands high
And give Him the praise
Fly through the blue skies
And your colors raise
Lift up your bright face
To the rising Son
Raise up your hands high
It's a brand new day

I'm resting with Christ in this temple of clay
Letting whatever comes have its season to play
All the stories of life, they are passing away
So I dwell in the Now it is always today

No dark valley low and no pinacle high can
Extinguish His rays as they travel the sky
So I breathe in His Life and let time fade away
I sing loudly His praise, it's a beautiful day!

Now is the ac-
Ceptable time to live

Raise your hands up high and
Fly through the blue skies now

Now is the ac-
Ceptable time to give

Thanks for the gift of Now
Lived with a sacred bow for

Presence is like a river and it is
Flowing through me forever this rushing
Life flows out from the Giver whose Perfect
Presence is like a river

Raise up your hands high
And give Him the praise
Fly through the blue skies
And your colors raise
Lift up your bright face
To the rising Son
Raise up your hands high
It's a brand new day

Now is the ac-
Ceptable time to live

Raise your hands up high and
Fly through the blue skies now

Now is the ac-
Ceptable time to give

Thanks for the gift of Now
Lived with a sacred bow and

Now is the ac-
Ceptable time to fly

Raise your hands up high and
Lift up your bright face now

Now is the ac-
Ceptable time to give

Thanks for the gift of Now
Lived with a sacred bow for

Presence is like a river and it is
Flowing through me forever this rushing
Life flows out from the Giver whose Perfect
Presence is like a river

I'm resting with Christ in this temple of clay
Letting whatever comes have its season to play
All the stories of life, they are passing away
So I dwell in the Now it is always today

No dark valley low and no pinacle high can
Extinguish His rays as they travel the sky
So I breathe in His Life and let time fade away
I sing loudly His praise, it's a beautiful day!

Presence is like a river and it is
Flowing through me forever this rushing
Life flows out from the Giver whose Perfect
Presence is like a river