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I Heard Your Call


In the rain that gently soaked the land
I heard your call, I saw your hand.
In the laughter of a child at play
I heard your call, I saw your face.

In the birds that fly in clearing skies,
I heard your call, I saw with your eyes,
I see the beauty around and about
I heard your call, t’was a joyous shout.

Thank you, Father, for all you’ve given,
for the air I breathe and light from heaven.
for the joy I feel with each new day
and love you give as I kneel and pray.

© Forrest Phelps-Cook

By forrestc

© 2008 forrestc (All rights reserved)


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