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Nature Brings Me to My Knee


Just a touch of spring will do
To resurrect my soul,
As buds appear upon the trees
And pewter skies turn blue.
With every bluebird that I see,
I say a little prayer,
For Nature brings me to my knee
Just knowing God is there!
For every tulip, every bulb,
I thank the Lord above,
For every garden has become
A rainbow of His love.
Every blossom on every tree
Is grand beyond compare.
Yes, Nature brings me to my knee
Just knowing God is there.

Author~ Clay Harrison




















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