(A poem)
God shows Himself a bit each day
To those who pause along the way,
To contemplate a budding rose
Or watch a river as it flows.
When spring has come upon the land
And everyday is simply grand
He paints the sunrise day by day
To chase the darkest night away
Then hangs the stars when day is through
That we might have a wish come true
Sometimes it rains on our parade
And spoils the plans that we have made
But soon each storm shall pass us by
And there's a rainbow in the sky!
His fellowship throughout the week
For all who look shall surely see
His glory and his majesty!
