I sit and look around me,
At nature’s lovely scenes,
At clouds, at vegetation,
At rippling, murmuring streams,
I think of God who made them,
A mind so wonderful,
That could conceive such beauty;
I learn in His great school.
I bow in thankful worship,
As I behold His power,
Displayed in His creation,
In sky, and sun, and shower.
His wisdom too, unerring,
Shines out in all He’s made,
A mind of beauty, order,
Is everywhere displayed.
And man, a wondrous being,
O’er all His works supreme,
Can find in Thee, Creator,
An unexhausting theme.
But not alone creation,
His power and love has shown,
But His great revelation,
Himself to us made known.
Though fallen, lost, and ruined,
A slave to Satan, sin,
Our God has spoken kindly,
Brought light and peace within.
For through the cross of Calvary,
We see redeeming love,
Through it God fits His creatures
To dwell with Him above.
Beyond all clouds, all sorrow,
Beyond all weakness here,
Beyond all darkness, shadows,
Beyond all doubt and fear,
Into the glorious sunshine,
Into the home of light,
Into the joy and gladness,
Into God’s glory bright.
ML 05/06/1917