Oh look at the sun, how it shines, how
it shimmers
Oh look at the dew, how it sparkles
and glimmers
Just peek down at small blades of fresh springtime grass
And peer up at white clouds, oh see as
they pass
This bright world around you is calling
out loud
Pulling you far from the e'er
madding crowd
So fight it not, fear it not, let it be king
Embrace with bold heart-cry this most wondrous thing
Of summer and winter and colorful fall
The Lord, He is the Highest, oh Ruler of all.
"You will seek Me and find Me, when you seek Me with all your heart." ~Jeremiah 29:13
Sunday, October 1, 2017
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