Hiding in the tree tops.
Upon the hilly place.
She gazes at the lovey,
splendor by His grace.
And there among the tree tops
and there among the clouds,
she knows that all creation
is worshipping out loud.
For who has carved the mountains?
And who has made the seas?
The One who formed the universe
And formed the heart in me.
So who then knows me better?
And who then knows you too?
Why it's the Lord Almighty
And He's calling after you.
8 comments:
Oh my gosh, that is absolutely sublime! It's so peaceful and so quietly stated! Thank you for that!
beautiful.......
That's a lovely poem. It makes me ache for the Northwest!
That is a lovely poem. And I just saw that lion video the other day too - isn't it incredible?
Definitely a peaceful one as carol already stated. Sometimes you stop and marvel at everything in nature and realize that the cycle in itself is so perfect without our disruption, and then its a sweet reminder that we aren't alone.
Also that hair? Rules.
You are lucky to have such a perfect picture of yourself.
Dan- I know what you mean friend, (oh and you commented on my hair? score two extra points.)
Love the picture and poem. You should submit this one somewhere for publication, my friend!
Looks like a great hike. Beautiful! We did some backpacking in the Adirondacks with our family. Loved it! Hopefully I'll have a few pics soon online :)
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