I took some scenic back-roads to run errands today...
Many, O Lord my God, are the wonders which You have done,
And Your thoughts toward us;
There is none to compare with You.
If I would declare and speak of them,
They would be too numerous to count.
And Your thoughts toward us;
There is none to compare with You.
If I would declare and speak of them,
They would be too numerous to count.
Ps.40:5
The wonder of creation stuns with grand simplicity
Its plunder splays beneath the sun for everyone to see
And often when the heart, downcast, would drown in browns and
grays
Creation with its colorcast replenishes our praise
Each season pours its Beauty from a univocal flask
Where every Reason does not always answer what we ask
Our whys and wherefores often hushed by Nature’s Majesty
Soft, soft, moon-silver brushes autumn’s ornamental
tree
The hand of Time makes hearts more sentimental, so it seems
As we begin to rearrange our antiquated dreams
Because we sense how nonresistant our footwork plays
To that white mime of tick and tock outnumbering our
days
And all that never really changes is the Word of God
It spoke to being everything that we with awe applaud
For all that we are able is possible but by He
Who turns the dial that turns this While into eternity
The wonder of creation stuns with grand simplicity
Its plunder splays beneath the sun for everyone to see
And often when we are downcast in both spirit and gaze
The Word that stirred the darkness stirs the heart to sing
His praise
© Janet Martin
In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth. Gen.1:1
He said, 'let there be' and He saw that it was good. Gen. 1:3-31
Every so often I need to crank up this song til the house vibrates;-)
I like this version as well
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