… I stopped listening to the babbling of a brook!
I crept silently into a nest to look.
At wee hours unfeathered fledglings lifted up their head,
Expecting some morsel to be fed!
… I laid upon the grass and looked up into sky.
I watched the images of white clouds as they drifted by.
I wondered how sun could warm this mighty earth!
I knew with the depth of my soul that happened birth!
… I climbed a mountain high up to its craggy heights!
I looked over its wonder and saw mighty sights.
I watched children play hide and seek;
It seemed as if the world stood still beneath their feet!
… Ah, friend, open up your eyes and know;
No one but God can make these things so…
Only God could mold the earth and hold it in His hand!
He made it all, blessed it all…
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