TechnoSwimmer | Jesus Christ

November

©Loong.

Nature makes music in the morning song of birds.
Oceans ebb and flow with silent strength.
Valleys dark, I shall still go through.
Earth is filled with God’s goodness.
Morning dew reminds me His mercies are new each day.
Brooks visited by cranes and egrets rest beneath the sun.
Evening comes; I sit and meditate.
Rivers of life flow in me.

And through all seasons, God remains —
Steady as the sunrise, gentle as the rain.

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