Oh the breeze is like a blanket rippling softly from the skies
Heavens laughter scented with bright blooms and butterflies
I think that I can hear the song of summer on its wing
The glorious melody of heaven’s love in everything
The emerald garden glitters with a diamond-jeweled glaze
The morning song-bird twitters and the eastern sky’s a-blaze
With dawning’s brilliant master-piece, for everyone to see
That His compassions never cease and His great love is free
Evening creatures disappear into the underbrush
I feel heaven drawing near within the morning hush
In arms of tender daylight mercy hovers like a dove
Wrapping me in soft delight and perfect, holy love
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Janet Martin
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