I walk through this garden called earth Lord, and see Your handiwork everywhere,
And in the glory of its beauty, I realize how much You care,
For who else has the power, to bring such grandeur into being?
And I know that it is so much more, than this small part I am seeing,
I am sure this is just a little preview, of what it's like in Heaven above,
As I look all around me Lord, I can see Your touch of love,
In the diligence of Your creation, I can feel how much more You care for me,
And how could I not praise You, when You fill my heart with glee?
I too Lord am of Your making, and You have made my heart brand new,
For me this was one of the greatest things, that You could ever do,
Jesus died for my salvation, paid a price far more than I am worth,
I will never forget this Lord, as I walk through life in this garden we call earth.
Randy "Pops" Stone 06-14-10
Monday, June 14, 2010
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