How Great Thou Art

A budding infundibuliform flower, the latest addition to Mama’s little garden

 

O Lord my God! When I in awesome wonder,
Consider all the worlds Thy hands have made;
I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder,
Thy pow’r throughout the universe displayed.

CHORUS:
Then sings my soul, my Saviour God to Thee;
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!
Then sings my soul, my  Saviour God to Thee;
How great Thou art, how great thou art!

When through the woods and forest glades I wander
And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees;
When I look down from lofty mountain grandeur
And hear the brook and feel the gentle breeze.
 
And when I think that God, His Son not sparing,
Sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in;
That on the cross, my burden gladly bearing,
He bled and died to take away my sin.
 
When Christ shall come with shout of acclamation
And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart!
Then I shall bow in humble adoration
And there proclaim, my God, how great Thou art!

Bashful Silence

 

A cluster of small Euphorbia milii

 

The words of wise men are heard in quiet more than the cry of him that ruleth among fools.

~ECCLESIASTES 9:17, KJV

Children and Grown-ups

Two budding Euphorbia milii from Mama’s garden

 

These days many children and teens are being exposed to online pornography, and many grown-ups are in dire need of good children’s literature.

 

Train up a child in the way he should go: and when he is old, he will not depart from it.

~PROVERBS 22:6, KJV