Look and see
All that look, that look on me
see only here a dying tree
in brittle branch and withered wood
they find no beauty - see no good
perceiving just what would have been
if You had not come on my scene
But shoots of green they do not see
new budding leaves that struggle free
from lifeless form that once was me
For carnal mind and human eyes
both dwell and gaze on all that dies
and in this chrysalis of tree
will fail to see eternity
Oh all that look - look again at me
look now through eyes of faith and see
the hand of Jesus Christ, God's Son
gaze on the work that's being done
See miracle of power to save
a soul once destined for the grave
This Saviour, Whom my heart does love
has come from God on wings of a dove
to change my destiny of strife
and bring to me eternal life
So look again upon this tree
see everywhere new greenery
Don't look upon the dying wood
see my Saviour's beauty, see my Saviour's good