Radiant sunlight,
Warming beams,
Songs of birds,
Splashing streams,

Clapping leaves,
Skies of blue,
Dancing butterflies,
Flowers too..

All sing of Jesus,
All sing of my King,
All whisper to my heart
Of His blessing.

All display His glory,
All show His love,
All point upward
To Heaven above.

Yes, the birds, the sky,
The mountain, the sea,
The rivers, the valleys
Whisper to me --

Of Jesus, sweet Jesus,
His love divine,
Forever I am His,
Forever He is mine.

So with the earth,
With the birds in flight,
I sing of Jesus
With sweet delight.

With all my heart
I choose to sing,
Of my Beloved,
My Heavenly King.

I clap with the leaves,
With the skies of blue,
I dance with butterflies,
With the flowers too..

Yes, as radiant sunlight
Dances in streams,
I dance in the light
Of Jesus’ Sonbeams !




Psalm 113:3
" From the rising of the sun to its setting
The name of the LORD is to be praised."






Love Ya, ~Barbara