Gods Bright Blue Sky
What is this wind,
a wind we cannot see,
Why does it blow,
beneath every tree?
What is this rain,
that drops on me,
The answer is,
it's God's for us to see !
When flowers bloom,
on the earth so green,
And children play,
and you hear them scream !
What is delight,
that makes us happy so,
The answer is,
the God that we know !
We take a grain,
and make a bread so brown,
And when we eat,
with water precious down !
We look above,
and ask a simple why?
It's all up there, in GODS
BRIGHT BLUE SKY!