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Little yellow flowers
on dark green stems – hesitant
blessings, flowing down from Him
the Maker of all creation
the Maker of light and grace
the Maker, my precious Savior
the Reason I believe in His gift,
a cross, a love that forgives – every sin,
all the worst I’ve been…

dandelion wishes, just weeds
yet they’re precious blessings
to all who truly believe – in His garden
there are flowers, whisperings
melting the shadows and remembering
despite the worst that has been
He is the Savior of all who have sinned
and, with Him, in His garden, I’m grateful 
for the hope, the faith, the love
that is poured out from God above,
signing this day in a promise of light
who restores all the wrong
makes the heart right….

Little yellow flowers, dandelions
blown across the meadows,
falling messily, so the world can see
there is no reason to grieve –
even the dandelions can see,
He is the wonder in every tree
He is the music in every song
He is the light that lasts all life long
breath in His love and fly like a dove
quiet as a prayer, and just as rare –
in His garden, where love lingers,
always clinging, like dew, to the heavenly hue –
not just a weed, but a part of the truth
Love is everlasting, in the light – reflecting
the One who heals each soul,
the One who makes hearts whole…

never forget the glory that assures us
even the weeds are nurtured by God’s grace.
Even the weeds see the wonder of His way
a way past the doubt, a way through the clouds
a way for life to be – everything He meant it to be,
a life with a purpose, a life of unending peace.

Praise God for all He is to me
Praise God for who He is – the greatest hope
	the stirring of light, the wonder in wonderful,
		the reason I survive – 
			all the shadows, all the doubts
	all the moments when I’m unsure what life is about
		the times when weeds take over my heart
			and I feel like I’m being blown to and fro,
				without a prayer, but He is still there
	offering me the assurance that He my reason
		offering me the joy that comes from knowing
			He is my life and He is my future
				He is my God and that is the purest beauty.
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