There's Not A....

By G. Griffin

There’s not a flower that decks the vale,
There’s not a beam that lights the mountain,
There’s not a shrub that scents the gale.
There’s not a wind that stirs the fountain,
There’s not a hue that paints the rose.
There’s not a leaf around us lying;
But in its use some beauty shows,
God’s love to us and love undying!

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