The Creator. - Poem by Cecilia Parkin
The earth, the sun, the sea, the sky
To your power they testify.
The birds, the bees, flowers and trees,
Your creation - how they please.
Sight, sound, smell, thought,
How perfect you have made us Lord.
And yet how often we deny
Your hand in all we have and are.
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