God Bursts Everywhere
From the painted skies of morning
To the starlight of the night,
Whether day is just aborning
Or in fading of the light,
In the summer days of sunshine
To the winter days of white,
God is bursting out all over,
His awed children to delight
With his awesome show of might.
Copyright © Joyce Johnson | Year Posted 2014
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