I Understand It Better Now

I stood and watched the moon one night, it seemed to hang there in midair,
And my very first thought, was my God hung it there,
The sun rose early one morning, it came out of the east,
And I was amazed that my God, filled my eyes with this mental feast,
If I could count the sand or stars, a genius I would be,
And the number of hairs on my head, only God can answer me,
What a wonderful kaleidoscope, in the fall with all the trees,
And could that be my God breathing, when I feel a breeze?
There are a lot of things about this world, that I don't know about,
But there is surely one thing, of which there is no doubt,
That is my salvation, when believing set me free,
And I understand it fully, it is God's greatest gift to me.
Randy "Pops" Stone 06-22-10