The moon was gleaming brightly,
Upon the grass dew drops did glisten,
'Twas just a while before the twilight,
Makes us want to stop and closely listen.

To the miracle there before us, infolding,
What the Lord has wrought for us to see,
With all the greatness and splendor of His molding,
Of all the land and all the sea.

Just look up, a glittering, grand old star,
And the clouds and sky, the sun and moon to behold,
What wondrous miracles up so far,
All the things for us He made, in His book we're told.

You see to Him it was for us, a lovely garden,
Until old Satan came and entered therein,
And then man's heart he did harden,
And in the garden, entered that old sin.

He filled the void with sea, sky and all the world,
To make the beautiful garden of Eden for you and me.
What vibrant power our Lord did hurl,
So we might with Him forever be.

He gave His only Son that old cross to bear,
It must have broken His heart with an awful pang,
So many people without a care,
While His Son Jesus, for our sins, did on that old cross hang.

Copyright © Pearlie Duncan Walker
September 26, 1999

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