Behold the splendor of our God,
My holy God created all this;
He thought it all into being,
Only He can create such bliss.

The sun so big and bright,
Warms us and lights our days;
The soft glow of the moon,
Brings romance to our ways.

God made our trees tall and strong,
As guardians across the land;
They shade us in the heat,
In fall, they are colorful and grand.

Mighty mountains decorate our land,
The power of God is on display;
The grasses of the prairie,
Are so green under the sun's ray.

How can we gaze upon the splendor,
And not believe in a God that cares?
How can we see such beauty,
And not know He loves and shares?

Sandra S. Oidtman - 2015