I do not doubt a minute
God is present every day.
Like fingerprints He leaves His mark
All along the way.
Moist dew He splashes on the grass,
Veils diamonds 'neath the snow,
Buffets soft clouds in the blue,
Sends gentle winds to blow.
Sweet scents He adds to falling rain,
Paints flowers in brilliant hues,
The babbling brooks and singing birds
Are fashioned by Him too.
Each view He styles is a masterpiece
For each and all to see.
After the rain, the rainbow glows,
God's promised prophecy.
The joy He tucks in every heart
Evinces as a smile.
I know that God is ever near
And loves me all the while.
~ Ruth Scarbrough
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