Olive Tree Blessings L137

God’s Glory.

The moonlit sky dances into God

God returns the favor with the Sun

The sooner we see, the lighter we will be

Arise to the morning dew

A flight filled with Heaven’s delight

Music to every tear

Something to forget the fear

Walking on water With the Saints

Rhyme or not it flows

Because with God the wind always blows

Blows in the Truth

A clean sweep He calls it

Nothing less than a ripple upon the sip

The tea of answered prayers

A stir of ever clear

Clear skies, clear hearts and clear eyes

We trod, we trip but we do not fall

For God’s Hand is in it all.