Written by Lisa DeVinney on . Posted in poetry

Ah, Lord God, Creator of
The fragrant, flowering trees;
And prismic, morning dew drops on
The emerald blades of Spring;
Thou hast created all things well;
Thy beauty in it all.
The music of Thy majesty
On listening ears dost fall.
And bursting forth, the morning sun
Caresses every face
That gazes up toward Heaven for
A touch of Thy sweet grace.
Oh warm the soul that looks to Thee
For everything Thou art
With blessings like the morning sun,
And springtime in the heart.
“But there is a God in heaven that revealeth secrets…
And he changeth the times and the seasons…”
Daniel 2:28a, 21a KJV
©Lisa DeVinney, April 2010

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