Monday, June 5, 2023

Dear God,

As I write the birds are singing outside my study window.  They seem to be inviting all to sing too.  Having just written about a miracle in our family, I find myself joining in.  

"Joyful, joyful,

we adore thee,

God of glory,

Lord of love.

Hearts unfold

like flowr's

before You,

Op'ning to

the sun above.

There is

no joy

like yours,

O God.

No joy

like yours,

Love, Andrea