Skrevet af Jørn Nielsen
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Lørdag, 06. marts 2010 08:10 |
Springtime Joy
“Bless the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all His benefits, who….crowns you with steadfast love and mercy!” (Psa. 103:2, 4)
The wind is cold and rude from north, The sky is blue and kind, The sun is smiling and shows forth Its grace by God assigned.
The snow will slowly disappear, Meltwater comes instead, Birds´ nests are built in that warm sphere, Sweet warblings soon are spread.
What God each season wants to do, He also does for me, My heart His Spirit will renew With springtime´s thrill and glee.
Behold, the winter gloom now flees, Its dark depression too, In Christ my soul its freedom sees, Rejoice, for that is true!
The wind against us sometimes blows, but doesn´t blow us down, New springtime grace each morning flows With which He does us crown!
-jn-
March 6, 2010
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