A Trees a Treasure Heaven When Called
A tree is a treasure heaven when called
As I stand here in the wind and rain,
Producing oxygen for all,
I witness every creature around me,
Taking testimony for God,
Yes, I do listen and record,
Every word whispered,
Every action taken,
Then testify the truth when called.
Amen.
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