The Snow Poem by Jean Penner

The snow gently falls down from Heaven,
Like soft little sprinkles of God
Covering the world like a blanket,
Warming the pathways we trod.

Away from the forest cluttered with trees,
Standing alone in the dark,
I know to be still and look at the sky,
For God is shaping my heart.

“Fall on me, Lord, ” I sing to my God,
Standing outside in the snow,
Watching His presence drift to my life,
Finding its way to my soul.

Raising my hands to soak up His love,
-I know that it always falls near,
Packing my life as a bundle of snow,
He smoothes away all of my fears.

Deep in the cold, my heart will be warm,
He has dressed me to shelter the chill,
Complete with a smile and twinkling eyes,
I know that I stand in His will.

“Fall on me, Lord, ” I sing to my God,
I need You to make my life whole,
Shower my life with pieces of You,
I want to be part of the Snow.

I stand and I listen, my face before God,
I know that He sees me below,
Raising my hands out here in the cold,
“Fall on me, Lord, let it snow! ”