God's Earth

I love the earth I walk on, I love the God above, I love the grace He giveth, for the Earth is not enough. I love the friends he gave me, I love to be with them, I love the way He set free their spirit souls to Him. For souls he freely giveth, as summers seed sown, watered by grace and love, soon a tree be grown. Nested deep as knowledge eternal, toeing down for life, finding but food and water, in a weak and faithless strife. Stretching up to heaven with branches pleadingly open, competing against its brethren, green glistening hands a-hoping.