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| As I gaze up at the mountains, they seem to touch the sky, I sense the mighty power of our God. The majestic scene before me, takes my breath away, I am humbled as I stand and stare in awe. Our God who made the mountains, so rugged and so steep, Also made the tiny humming bird. His gentle hands created, their delicate little wings, That make a humming sound, that can be heard. |
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| Our loving Heavenly Father, created you and me, And everything that in the world, there is. He's all power, might and majesty, He's gentle, sweet, and kind, All glory, praise, and honor, now are His. Who can have a doubt, when perfection can be seen, In the earth, the sky, and the sea. All things work together, in true harmony, God created all of this, for you and me. Jeannette E. Smith May 11, 2002 |
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