Thursday, November 20, 2025

A Writing!

As I look,

at the rushing brook,

I sing ” GLORY TO HIS NAME”.

As I look,

at the forest green,

I sing ” GLORY TO HIS NAME”.

As I look,

at the mighty pines,

I sing ” GLORY TO HIS NAME”.

As I look,

at the majestic hills,

I sing ” GLORY TO HIS NAME”.

As I look,

at the everlasting skies,

I sing ” GLORY TO HIS NAME”.

~Winston Staples

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