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I see Your hand Oh Lord
In the rippling streams
In the formation of the rocks
That house the fossil
However illusive
It may be
I see Your hand Oh Lord
In the colors of the sunset
Stretching from sea to sea
In the colors of the sunrise
As it welcomes the dawning of
Another glorious day
I see Your hand Oh Lord
in the glowing eyes of a child
And in the soft sweet hands of the aged
Their works are known
Nature and life rebirth
Family and friends
I need not look far
to see Your hand Oh Lord
In all creation of life
And breadth to know
Your hand is close enough
To clasp in mine
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Author Notes
Thanks to glass i for the wonderful picture 'Mellow Meadow'.
This one kind of explains itself, I hope you enjoy it, Carolyn
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