This was originally a long lined quatrain but has been split into 2 verses as presented here to make it more readable befitting the subject matter. Written in 2025.
O God, help us get through the winter so we can praise You in the spring when all of nature livens up again and we shall hear the birds sing. We praise You even now O Lord but all our efforts seem to go in vain as the cold weather chills our bones and we struggle for warmth to gain. ______________________________
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