The Indiana Birch
Lord, let me grow as gracefully
as the Weeping Birch tree
that greets each changing season
with simple, abundant grace.
Though the years have dealt adversity,
and brief pages of pain, or misery
let me rise up Lord, with a positive note
as I seek your face.
You've brought me through the raging sea
as I've had faith - I have believed!
Let every face with upraised hands
praise your Holy name!
Oh, Lord let me grow as gracefully
as the Weeping Birch tree
that greets each changing season
with simple abundant grace!
L.L.Deitrick
May,2003
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