God Was There
One day I climbed to the high hill top
To view the scenery fair
Hills and valleys and houses and trees,
As far as the eye could see.
The sun shown brightly and I could see
There had been an artist there.
His brush had touched every bush and tree
With beauty beyond compare.
But no artist could mix such colors rare
Or paint so spaciously!
Then in awesome wonder it came to me,
God Was There!
(Dollie Sachleben)
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"I will meditate on the glorious splendor of Your majesty,
And on Your wondrous works." Psalm 145:5 My Other Pages
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