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The
ancient trees from lava rock stand, A
fashion of splendor unto the land. How
do we doubt that God’s hand was there, When
upon this land our eyes do fare? Does
not all things prove His glory? Have
you stopped and pondered His creation story? Marvel
at the trees that raise to the sky, What
could be their reason for going so high? They
stand in awe before their Creator, Never
wondering “Who is greater?” As
a testament they stand, To
God’s created hand, And
even though branded by fire, Their
claim is for One much higher. So
search your heart and learn from these, For
God loves you more than ancient trees.
Selah
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