As I walked along the pathway <br /> the moon was shinning bright <br /> As I talked with my Savior <br /> In the garden last night I'm so thankful that I'm living <br /> Where it's free to worship God <br /> And have eyes to see the beauties <br /> of the handi work of God He made the flowers in the gardens <br /> So their beauties we could see <br /> He put the snow upon the mountains <br /> and the water in the sea He made the hills and the valleys <br /> He put the leaves upon the trees <br /> He gave us the freedom to worship <br /> To worship as we please I'm so thankful that I'm living <br /> Where it's free to worship God <br /> And have eyes to see the beauties <br /> Of the handi work of God.<br /><br />Freda Lee Jackson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-handi-work-of-god/
