Worship the Lord Where Your Planted
The sunflow’r burst through red roses.
Still sleepy eyes - skyline poses.
Unseen angels lift up the light.
The saint below shows sheer delight.
Worship the Lord where you’re planted.
Coffee sipped and bible open -
The living word that we hope in.
Sitting beneath Gazebo shade -
Blossoms incline at Jesus name.
Worship the Lord where you’re planted.
In afternoon, the waning day,
The swans know it - nature’s ballet,
slowing down. The rush of sunset
in pink and blue. Remember -
Worship the Lord where you’re planted.
Moon shines through trees, a peaceful light,
Onto the folding buds - the foresight
Of love, that cares so much for us,
Revealed in due time, God’s sure bless.
Worship the Lord where you’re planted.
7/26/2022
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