Day after day without fail, you paint the skies and order the lands. Beauty upon beauty upon beauty.
Today I wake, as yesterday and tomorrow, grumbling and weary.
Grant me eyes to see, Lord.
(Letter #2,912)
Day after day without fail, you paint the skies and order the lands. Beauty upon beauty upon beauty.
Today I wake, as yesterday and tomorrow, grumbling and weary.
Grant me eyes to see, Lord.
(Letter #2,912)