Was It By Chance? - Poem by Frank Pfitzenmeyer
Was it by chance that the world is round,
or that we can stand on solid ground?
Was it by chance that some birds can fly,
or that others can only try?
Where would the fish swim if there were no seas,
or build our buildings if there were no trees?
If there were no snow on top of the mountains,
where would we get fresh water for our fountains?
Was it by chance that this just came to be,
or was it designed for you and me?
God had it all planned out from the start.
We just have to look around and take it to heart.
Then the answer becomes very clear, you'll see,
That all of this was meant to be.
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