The wind rustles in the leaves,
The music of the bird echoes,
The flowers glow in sunshine,
The gentle stream flows.

I see and feel You, my Lord,
Your voice now I hear,
In the birds, in the trees,
Your presence is clear.



I delight to be here,
In the creation of Your hand;
Glorious is nature,
Behold the beauty of the land.

With majesty You design,
Love reigns in Your Masterpiece;
One moment in Your creation,
All my fears I release.



One with the soaring bird,
One with the joyful flowers,
One with the dancing butterfly,
One with soft sun showers.

One with them, my Jesus,
For they are one with You;
They adhere to Your perfect will
In all that they do.



So too may I be
Like the soaring birds on high;
My beloved Lord Jesus
May my life glorify.

Like the gentle flowers
May I blossom with sweet beauty;
Jesus in my countenance
May all others see.



As wind rustles in the leaves,
As music of the bird echoes,
I bask in Your Sonshine,
From which all goodness flows.

©Caroline Gavin
Purposeful Pathway

But ask the animals, and they will teach you,
or the birds in the sky, and they will tell you;
or speak to the earth, and it will teach you,
or let the fish in the sea inform you.
Which of all these does not know
that the hand of the Lord has done this?
Job 12:7-9 (NIV)