See how the trees gently sway,
branches lifted high
As if in praise unto the Lord
Who watches from the sky;
And, see their fresh leaves waving
upon the breeze that blows
As if to send a special message
only He would know.
See how the flowers blossom,
petals opened wide.
In every shade and perfect hue,
the Lord be glorified;
And, see their tiny petals
flutter in the breeze
As if applauding all His grace
and radiant majesty.
Constance V. Walden
Approx. 1981
Read Psalm 96:11-13
