As the day passes,
I see Him everywhere.
The blossom of a flower
The clear blue sky with dancing clouds
The smile of a friend
Or their wisdom.
And as I lay my head down to rest,
If I listen very carefully,
Ignoring the world,
I can hear His Song,
Singing me quietly to sleep.
And a thankful prayer
Rings from my heart.
To see Him is to love Him, you know.
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