The Splendor of Your Creation
As the sun sinks in the western sky
and the horizon is painted in a beautiful lullaby
I ponder the clouds in their pink and blue dress
while night creeps, bidding me rest.
In the majesty of the mountains
in the rolling waves of the sea
in the beauty of the sunrise
I can see your love for me.
How majestic is the eagle
soaring freely on it's path
and the rose upon it's petal catch
a drop of rain from a summer bath.
While in the beauty of the setting sun
in the rolling waves of the sea
in the majesty of the eagle
Your love has set me free.
T. Bent
07/17/2004
Dedicated to Michael T. Deffely, Sr. who has shown me what freedom in Christ truly means.
