‘Tis not the peaceful trees,
Nor flowers that sweetly smell,
Or corn fields bowing in the breeze
That God’s blest nature tell.
And if we look on high,
That blue expanse above,
The stars that sparkle in the sky,
They tell us not of love.
God’s power and wisdom, too,
Both heaven and earth declare;
And seas’ contents, hid from our view,
Prove what we cannot share.
But if we may not share
That wisdom all divine,
Or power which makes with beauty fair
The face of nature shine.
Yet little children may
Know God’s most precious love;
Praise Him for JESUS day by day,
Then endless joy above.
ML 10/02/1927