The beauty of His creation
Stands in joyous display
As winter melts and spring bursts forth
Into its bright array.
Reflect His perfect grace
As they lift their eyes, filled with awe,
Toward His holy face.
They’ll wither and grow dim,
So, they spend each moment of life
Rejoicing, praising Him!
The grass withers, the flower fades, but the word of our
God will stand forever.
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