Thank you for the cool, crisp breeze.
Thank you for the sway of the trees.
Thank you for the coffee in my hand and the
sweet dreams in my little one's head.
Thank you for the love of good friends-
the ones I've had for years and the ones I haven't met.
When I think I'm lost, and I look around -
it's your splendor that reminds me, "I am not lost. I. Am. Found."
Maker, with our words, our thoughts, our deeds- may we bring to You - everlasting praise.
Thank you for the sway of the trees.
Thank you for the coffee in my hand and the
sweet dreams in my little one's head.
Thank you for the love of good friends-
the ones I've had for years and the ones I haven't met.
When I think I'm lost, and I look around -
it's your splendor that reminds me, "I am not lost. I. Am. Found."
Maker, with our words, our thoughts, our deeds- may we bring to You - everlasting praise.
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