EVERYWHERE ACROSS THE LAND
YOU SEE GOD'S FACE
AND TOUCH HIS HAND
Each time you look up in the sky
Or watch the fluffy clouds drift by,
Or feel the sunshine warm and bright,
Or watch the dark night turn to light,
Or here a bluebird gayly sing,
Or see the winter turn to spring,
Or stop to pick a daffodil,
Or gather violets on some hill....
Or touch a leaf or see a tree,
It's all God whispring"This is me...
And i am faith and iam light
And in me there shall be No Night".
By---Helen Steiner Rice
YOU SEE GOD'S FACE
AND TOUCH HIS HAND
Each time you look up in the sky
Or watch the fluffy clouds drift by,
Or feel the sunshine warm and bright,
Or watch the dark night turn to light,
Or here a bluebird gayly sing,
Or see the winter turn to spring,
Or stop to pick a daffodil,
Or gather violets on some hill....
Or touch a leaf or see a tree,
It's all God whispring"This is me...
And i am faith and iam light
And in me there shall be No Night".
By---Helen Steiner Rice
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