God loves the little sparrow,
all the flowers in the fields
He loves a repentant heart
that to Him ~ finally yields.

He loves the morning hour,
when the sun is on its rise
He loves a searching heart
that is seeking to be wise.

God loves the daily warmth,
the cool breeze in the air
He loves when a meek heart
gives to Him ~ all their care.

God loves the evening time,
when the sun slowly sets
He loves when a hungry heart
appetites in Him are whet.

God loves the moon shine,
all the twinkling in the sky
He loves a prayerful heart
when to Him it starts to cry.

God loves His little sparrow,
His faithful lilies of the field
He loves when our hearts
every day to Him ~ yield.


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Romans 6:13

"But yield yourselves unto God, as those that
are alive from the dead, and your members
as instruments of righteousness unto God."

Copyright 2013
Deborah Ann Belka
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www.hiswingsshadow.com
http://poetrybydeborahann.wordpress.com/


TO GOD BE THE GLORY!

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