His Light, a Blossom and a Humble Bee

His light,
     A blossom and a humble bee—
     So proffers God
     That All may see.

Gardens bloom
     And earthworms sing.
     God calls each name
     And seasons’ turn.

His light,
     A blossom and a humble bee—
     So proffers God
     That All may see.

 

A pretty little thing I sing to myself.

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