The lilies do, you know.
Through sunshine and through darkness
The lilies grow.
Through cold and windy weather,
Through winter's ice and snow
The lilies sleep in God's care...
Once more to grow.
In Spring they rise in beauty -
'Neath golden sun they glow;
And nourished by Spring showers
The lilies grow.
Leave everything in God's hands.
You're still more dear, you know,
You're still more dear, you know,
Than all the blooming lilies
In fields that grow.
Oh, how you matter to Him.
He cares and loves you so;
He knows in shadowed valleys
Sweet virtues grow.
Yes, God knows all your needs, friend.
Seek Him in prayer. He'll show
In His time wondrous blessings.
He's promised so.
Leave everything in God's hands.
Trust Him Who loves you so.
For you are precious to Him.
You are, you know.
~ Beverly J. Anderson
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