Everywhere we look
We see a glimpse of God.
We feel the gentle breeze across our face,
We see the light blanket of dew on the ground,
We can hear the laughter of children at play,
We can smeel the captivating smell of fresh May flowers,
We can even taste the sweetness of a honey suckle.
Everywhere we look,
God tends to show His greatness.

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