Breaking dawn the birds play and sing
Blue and gold mix, and I just sit and marvel
How wondrous our Father's creation
This realm shines in His glory, but it cannot contain Him
And, He simply holds it by a word
Monday, February 27, 2012
Dawn
Breaking dawn the birds play and sing
Blue and gold mix, and I just sit and marvel
How wondrous our Father's creation
This realm shines in His glory, but it cannot contain Him
And, He simply holds it by a word
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