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Where He hands oceans He
also names the stars His
fingers come down in showers The
trees stand up in praise On
His mountains Beards
of snow are placed On
the flowers Petals
of beauty bloom Do
we see, but not recognize God
created this for our eyes? His
pleasures are for us to share And
He’s placed us In
His loving care Yet,
we build on the hilltop And
peer from windows owed To
a card of debit, But
still fail to give God His
creative credit
Selah
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