I look up at the stars above
Twinkling in the sky
And wonder who’s behind it all
This mysterious Cosmos bright.
Lower down mountain ranges
Spread accross the land
I wonder who shaped this solid rock
Upon the earth to stand
And still below as the silent earth
Lays in restful recline
I wonder then who separates the day from the night
I see again the oceans deep
And hear its ebb and flow
I see waves…..white stallions racing toward the shore
And wonder who keeps the sea from crossing overland.
And then I look upon myself
A perfect image made
And wonder at the time God took
And the patience to create.
The answer I already know
Stars and mountains high…Land and oceans wide
Were created and adorned
By an artist Divine God, who reigns above us all…forever…and sublime.
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