No man has seen His face,
And yet, we know God lives;
For man was in His image made,
And we reflect His Grace.

No man has felt His touch,
Except the ones of old;
And still we feel it ev’rywhere,
As in the scriptures told.

No man has heard His voice,
Yet we cannot ignore
The sound of Spring:
The song of birds,
Who in His love rejoice.

No man has seen His face,
And yet our Saviour lives;
His mercy falls in ev’ry man,
To all He freely gives.
His mercy falls in ev’ry man,
To all He freely gives.