| Senses |
| By Milton L. Delgado |
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| Everything I see of beauty that surrounds me, I know has come from Thee; For man could never arrange, the glorious multicolored leaves, spiraling from the trees. |
| Every beautiful song I hear, Spiritually captures me! For I know it's being sung by Thee; For man could never duplicate, bird's sweet sounds and melodies. |
| Everything I sense that's around me, as I walk through trails and forest: The rocks, the streams, the towering trees, I rejoice in! For I know their designer is Thee. |
| When I consider Thy heavens, the work of Thy fingers, the moon and the stars, which Thou has ordained...O Lord our Lord, how excellent is Thy name in all the earth. Ps. 8:3 & 9 KJV |