I love You Lord, please take my hand
And lead me to the Promised Land
Show me the path to Latter Days
That I may follow in Your ways
Each child that listens soon will hear
God’s loving Message on his ear
Trust in the Lord, He will not fail
The world is His, each hill and vale
Like every thing the eye can see
Is made by Him for you and me !
AMEN.
I’m often amazed by facts I see
Of how our Lord helps both you and me
And thus He tends our world from up high
In heaven as He is passing by.
While the leaves do fall and dissipate
On ground beneath, there hover and wait
For rains to fall on assorted roots
Where the winds wake up the tender shoots.
Cycles of life going on and on
A method we all depend upon
Such glorious plans that He provides
Assuring all creation survives !
I see the rain now tumbling down
Like teardrops rushing to the ground
The Power it accompanies
Is Parent to all plants and trees.
How splendid is the light He brings
To all of this world’s living things
For even mountains rise with time
While valley levels will decline,
How wonderful it is to be
Creations of God’s Entity !
Oh wicked wind where have you been
What kind of trouble are you in
You’ve set your aim upon the waves
And sent great ships unto their graves.
You’ve damaged all the tallest sails
With wild velocity of gales
You’ve churned the sea into a broil
Unfit for gentleman or churl.
All islands are in fear of you
Because of ravages you do
The mountains cower under seige
Due to the damages you leave.
The sands of deserts crowd the air
Because your strength does tarry there
Where do you fit into God’s scheme
I do not know, I can but dream !
Have you wondered what clouds must see
While floating o’erhead lazily
And what about the mountain’s heighths
With all its smells and sound delights ?
Do you believe that clouds can tell
If all below are doing well
Or when to rain or sail away
Perhaps return another day ?
God’s world is huge and ever wide
What do you think He keeps inside,
Seems it’s a deep dark mystery
A puzzle for eternity ?
A child is but the whisper of
The troth between a man and maid
And proof of their eternal love
Created with God’s help and aid !
Our world is full of so many things
Like flightless birds and squirrels with wings
Plants that eat insects and fish that fly
All a gift from our God up on high.
A pattern of perfect He has planned
Covering oceans, skies and all land
Aren’t we lucky He’s so intense
And Master of all of life’s events !
