the birds their carols raise,
the morning light, the lily white,
declare their maker's praise.
the morning light, the lily white,
declare their maker's praise.
He shines in all that's fair;
in the rustling grass I hear him pass;
He speaks to me everywhere.
Traditional Hymn
He speaks to me everywhere.
Traditional Hymn
The wait is over and and I marvel in His magnificence.
She's gorgeous and so elegant!
ReplyDeletereally pretty pictures, A-
ReplyDeleteBeautiful!!! Oh such delight in beholding an orchid's delicate blooms.
ReplyDeleteHow fantastic. We're still waiting and it's going to be a long one. Not much sign of life.
ReplyDeleteWOW!!! I followed your little trail of posts and I'm so impressed! I'm an infrequent water-er, so maybe I should try (gasp) an orchid. Yours is absolutely beautiful, so worth waiting for.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful!
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