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God Speaks to Me
God speaks to me through nature
In the things that He has made.
He speaks in springtime flowers
And every green, grass blade.
He speaks to me through birdsong,
And sunrise skies of pink,
In gurgling waters of a creek
Where creatures come to drink.
God speaks to me in whispering tones
Played by breezes in the trees.
Amid the crashing ocean waves
His voice is raised majestically.
He speaks to me at sunset,
With streaks of colors bright,
And in the starry heavens,
His voice I hear at night.
In all things of creation,
God speaks so I can see
The messages of love and care,
He has special just for me.
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