Just See How The River Flows Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

J-ust see how the river flows,
E-verlasting water is see-through;
N-ever will it become murky,
N-ew good things come to
Y-ou.

S-ee how the river flows,
O-n the eighth of January;
B-ehold the blessings of God,
R-unning like a stream to the sea.
E-agerly see how the river flows,
V-iew the unceasing grace;
I-t never really runs dry,
L-etting you feel God's embrace.
L-ove of God is truly endless, as it continuously grows;
A-im to watch His infinite aid, just see how the river flows.