WORSHIP
Worship
It is early Sunday morning,
the air is cool and brisk,
water drops hanging from the branches,
as if gently kissed.
This morning ,
I went to worship,
where the red pine trees grow,
and see the frozen beaver dam,
where the beaver swim below.
This morning,
I went to worship, and thank God,
for all I see and hear,
the cawing of the crow,
and the graceful,
graceful white tailed deer.
This morning,
I went to worship,
thanking Him for my salvation,
that is proclaimed,
proclaimed by His word,
His word loud and clear.
the air is cool and brisk,
water drops hanging from the branches,
as if gently kissed.
This morning ,
I went to worship,
where the red pine trees grow,
and see the frozen beaver dam,
where the beaver swim below.
This morning,
I went to worship, and thank God,
for all I see and hear,
the cawing of the crow,
and the graceful,
graceful white tailed deer.
This morning,
I went to worship,
thanking Him for my salvation,
that is proclaimed,
proclaimed by His word,
His word loud and clear.
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