When God visits my life turns green

When God visits dark days no longer visit

When God visits my tears turns into joy.

When He lay His holy hand upon my misery, terror is defeated.

The word impossible becomes I’m possible.

The journey was long but with Him I arrived,

Through the storms and thunder I passed through ,

From my ashes I rise like a morning sunshine

From the storms I came out alive,

Onto my nostrils He breathes in new life

With His kindnesses my cup overflows with happiness,

Through Him my blindness vanishes,

My heart becomes comfortable as a soft pillow, because when He visits all turns green.