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In the mountains spring is beautiful,
the beauty all bursts forth
As soon as snow is gone,
new life is at the door.
In the mountains, we can see new life,
a prettiness to find,
We just gaze upon the fields
and there is life divine.
In the mountains we can watch the color,
the color's beautiful,
As soon as God's bright sunshine glows,
new color's ours to view.
Skies turn from grey to blue,
and heaven we can see,
God's marvel, power and glory,
where we all want to be.
In the mountains bulbs all spring alive,
Just like our bodies will,
When Jesus comes to take us,
and time is all fulfilled.
Yes, the mountains are a picture,
of death becoming life,
The winter's chill, becomes the spring
of everlasting life.
Soft Whispers from
Derry's Heart Poems İFeb 2012
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
Poetry From The Heart
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Song of Solomon 2:11-12 (KJV)
For, lo, the winter is past,
the rain is over and gone;
The flowers appear on the earth;
the time of the singing of
birds is come, and the voice
of the turtle is heard in our land;
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