Oh, pray we never grow too old to wonder at the common world
Or marvel at the sundry ways that only nature can amaze
And, pray we never weary of God’s testaments beneath, above
Where eye and ear bears witness to the Handwork only He can
do
The workmanship of One so great ought to confound and
captivate
The brooding discontent of we who, born with growling
bellies see
Full proof of He in every leaf; His mercy lent to seed and sheaf
Each like a wide-flung window to wonders that only God can
do
The worries of this world can bind and blind the aptness of
the mind
Where faithful through the wooing years the hand of Heaven
commandeers
Dark bark that cradles in its womb the nucleus of bud and
bloom
Ah, pray we never grow blind to the wonder of what God can
do
© Janet Martin
He hath made his wonders to be remembered, Psalm 111: 4.
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