The Tree

God showed me a tree on down the road
it was full of knots and looked kind of old
Yet that old tree still reached for the sky
with all of its knots it still stood high
I've seen this old tree many a times
but there was something about it that made it shine
It was the glory of God in His creation
it was that old tree's destination
And just like that tree, I have knots, too
but the glory of God will always shine through
I'm thankful He teaches me all of His ways
as I praise the Lord all of my days

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