Lord of the Heavens
In the Lord of the heavens put thou thy trust,
For all His ways are holy and just.
So oft as a bird to the mountain ye flee,
Where the Lord of Creation will there shelter thee.
O Lord our Lord, how excellent Thy Name!
Thou changest not; Thou art ever the same.
When thou seest the stars, or consider the moon,
Or think of the sun shining brightly at noon;
Wonderest thou not why He keeps thee in mind?
Nor why all thy clouds are always gold-lined?
Sing and be happy! Be glad and rejoice!
Honour and praise Him with whole heart and voice!
He saves thee and keeps thee as the apple of His eye;
His love is unending--to the Sheltering Rock fly!
Psalms 8, 9,
and 11
For Katie
Lynn, my dear niece
12-26-94
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