Oh! My Lord and Savior
As I read your word that is so precious
and true
I wonder why this world will not
believe you.
It is a plain as anything in the
model you trace
Is a pattern for life for all to
keep earthly pace?
This earth shows your handiwork
of heavenly design
Everything in order can't they see?
Are they blind?
A beautiful bird with motion, feathers
and speed
Shows your love and even them you
feed.
Flowers get the dew of a night's
damp air
And butterflies have their own affair.
All eeding you Lord to keep us alive.
Under your wing we live and thrive.
What we do with ourselves should
be for you
Communion, your Church, prayers
done by few
But your word stands strong year
after year
So to you I sing praises, for you
to hear.
By: Patricia
Anderton 3/8/15