I see your beauty in every view my eyes behold!
Vocabulary fails to describe glory You unfold.
Yet I shall try:
Witness of Your bedrock love that even includes me.
As I absorb this view, sitting all alone
This witness crying out is a mountain made of stone!
There is dew upon the grass today, nourishing the earth
Reminding me of the gentle way You nourish my heart.
Your Word does settle in me as gentle as the dew
And once again afresh I catch another glimpse of You.
And that tree line in the distance resounding of your joy
There's not a sorrow that can cause it to alloy!
My soul rejoices with the earth as Your beauty it unfolds
And I survey this newborn day, it's witnessing behold.
As storm clouds gather or my head
And winds around me blow
I'm secure within Your love
No safer place I know.
Leola Boyd
