Snow falls gently,
White blankets the earth,
Yet in the silence
I hear songs of rebirth.
Surely these grounds
Summer’s glory will bear,
Soon the colorful blossoms
Of Springtime to wear.
Clothed now in white,
In bright purity,
The earth waits eagerly
To embrace her beauty.
God’s perfect wisdom
Shines amidst the snowfall;
He is Maker of seasons,
Yes, one and all.
Perfect patterns we see
Outside and within;
For the Lord brings glory
Once He cleanses from sin.
Dead to our sin,
Robed in radiant white,
So must we be
Before we feel His delight.
So let us celebrate now
This season of snow,
For His wisdom in winter
God does clearly show.
Praise You, O Lord,
God of wisdom and love;
Snowflakes are Your kisses
From Heaven above.
© Caroline Gavin
Purposeful Pathway
Job 37:9-10
Out of the south comes the storm,
and out of the north the cold.
From the breath of God ice is made,
and the expanse of the waters is frozen.
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