My eyes behold the beauty traveling across the land,
Created out of nothing with just the touch of his hand.
All he had to do was speak or think it in his mind,
The power of my Father and his beauty to remind.
He made it all for me beyond my comprehending,
Beautifully and wonderfully done
With a love never ending.
How can one not stand in awe
And say that God doesn’t live
With all he has created and each blessing that he gives?
Yet, there is something even greater
Far beyond any price.
Our unending joy with him
In eternal Paradise.