Windsong

Praise You, oh Lord, for this bright new day,
May it exult You in every way.
The song from the wind as it travels through earth
Seems to hum a sweet melody, expressing rebirth.
The valleys and the mountains chime their soft encore,
Of peace here on earth and of love evermore.

May we hear and rejoice, as we travel through life,
And blend in sweet harmony to God’s will, free from strife.
And while trumpets blow loudly and flutes soft and mellow,
We shall join in the song, as sweet air through a bellow.
Humming and praising each step of the way,
Our Lord and Saviour who is with us everyday.
                                               Sandra Hanna