He who capped the mountains white

and laced the crashing seas.

He who created twinkling stars—

graced butterflies and bees.

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If he can paint a morning canvas

and embellish the evening sky,

Why wouldn’t his poetic pen

this soul edify?

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by Patty Perkins

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The poetry of scripture shouldn’t surprise me, but it does. It’s his artistic pen swirling—his inspired word full of beautiful:

Psalm 65:8 “…where morning dawns and evening fades you call forth songs of joy.”*

There is God. In creation, in the word and in song—penetrating the souls of man.

*The One Year Bible, March 22, NIV, copyright 1986, Tyndale House Publishers, Wheaton, Illinois.

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