We can praise God with our eyes, ears, and so on
|These eyes see the world, it’s marvel and mysteries,
The coming of the day and the falling of the night,
The works of man and the wondrous works of God.
These ears hear the chirping of birds at the creep of dawn,
A word of kindness and sermons of healing and forgiveness,
The songs of praise we lift up to glorify your Holy Name.
These hands touch hot tea and fresh bread from the oven,
Flowers arranged on the pedestal and the caress of my mother,
The yellow pages of the Bible telling us the Love of God.
This heart feels beauty unsurpassed in the fresh drops of rain,
Unfailing Love in the passages of Promise,
Serendipitous peace in the quietness of prayer,
Enduring faithfulness when trials and tribulations abound.
With bended knees I lift my head to Heaven,
For in faith, I have been made worthy of your Love,
My soul renewed with Redemption and Grace,
Rejoice and celebration in all your Promises.