Clifford W. Ketchum Poems

Ah, look, my friend, the scene before us now:
As far as eye can see, from where we stand,
The beauty of the woods, the lakes below,
The far-off mountain tops surround the land.
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O Lord, your name excels above all names.
From age to age your glory fills the earth.
The splendor of the highest heaven proclaims
To all mankind your goodness and your worth.
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While standing here in sunshine's silver sheen,
I contemplate God's rich creative power:
From lowly plants to stately trees that tower,
And point the way whence all the glories stream.
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