All Creation Sings Forth His Praises
The trees stand tall
I hear the birds call,
Lo, all doth stand in awe,
Of thee!
The fields display
Such fine array,
Every color, every kind
Of flower you will find!
Gulls soar overhead,
A lone Heron doth stand
By the water's edge,
Patiently waiting for food.
My eyes are glued!
O Father, most Holy God,
As my feet have trod;
I do worship and praise Thee
Most sovereign God!
Written July 30, 2010 3pm.....after a nature walk along the river.
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