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God's Warrior
God's Beautiful World Every Sunrise
Author unknown
Every sunrise is a present, a gift from God above,
Gift-wrapped with scarlet ribbons and tied with bows of love.
Each is a new beginning, a time to start anew,
While all the stars are sleeping, and the rose is fresh with dew.
Each day's a new creation, too lovely to ignore,
And we may not find a blessing, just outside our door.
We cannot keep the past, like fireflies in a jar,
Nor journey to the future by wishing on a star.
Every sunrise is a blessing, a gift for just today,
Rejoice, my friend, embrace it before it fades away!
God's Warrior
MASTERWORKS
Henry W. Gurley
In Autumn when the leaves turn brown
And red and gold, they all fall down.
To paint a picture, oh so rare!
I know that God is there...
To mastermind His ebb and flow
To stage His wondrous Autumn show
To brush His skies with molten gold
I watch His art unfold.
No grander sight could I behold
These leaves of brown and red and gold.
But winter bodes its icy chills
Upon the snow-clad hills.
In time the land, a living scene
Comes bursting forth in savage green;
And I confront the season's thieves
That took my Autumn leaves.
But soon a softness in the air
God paints a picture, oh so rare
Of Autumn leaves that all turn brown
And red and gold as they fall down.
smokey the dog
More good ones!
God's Warrior
Autumn's Breeze
Author Unknown
Autumn leaves are falling
A chill is in the breeze
As the ground receives a blanket
From the shedding of the trees
This time is such a blessing
From our Father up above
Just one of many miracles
That show the wonder of His love
For as the season changes
God sends for us to view
A world that's filled with beauty
With every color and every hue
And all of God's many creatures
Now prepare for winter's freeze
Because they've seen a sign from God
In the chill of Autumn's breeze