He made the mountains, He made the seas.
He made the flowers that bloom with the trees.
He made the music the saints sing with joy.
He made the little ones, including their toys.
He made the moon that brightens the night.
He made the sunshine that warms the daylight.
He made the raindrops that turn into snow.
He made the gentle breeze direction unknown.
He made the day, He made the night.
He made me know everything is all right.
He made the rivers that flow with such ease.
He made the people just as He pleased.
He made the smile, He made kind acts.
He made the blessings that we call facts.
He made the laughter, he made the tears.
He made the peace to silence my fears.
He made the love that in me has grown.
He made the love that others have known.
He made the promises to strengthen my day.
He made the gate that opens one way.
He made the dreams that inspire my mind.
He made the path that I love to climb.
He made the failure I often achieve.
He made the pleasure I find on my knees.
-Lyn Sahr, July 21, 2001
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