canopies of gold
dancing in the autumn air
singing their swan song
branches leaning in
hoping to hear the last laughs
of summer’s folly
The grass withers and the flowers fade,
but the word of our God stands forever. Isaiah 40:8
Let the whole earth be filled with His glory- Psalm 72:19
to every thing there is a season,
and a time to every purpose under heaven
I am the true vine, and my Father is the gardener. John 15:1
Be still and know that I am God. Psalm 46:10
To Him who made the great lights, For His lovingkindness is everlasting:
He has made everything beautiful in it’s time- Ecclesiastes 3:11
Your word is a lamp for my feet, a light on my path.
The Lord upholds all that fall,
and raises up all those that are bowed down- 145:14
Let the fields and their crops burst out with joy!
Let the trees of the forest sing for joy
He will be like a tree firmly planted by streams of water, Which yields its fruit in its season And its leaf does not wither; And in whatever he does, he prospers.
Splendor and majesty are before him; strength and joy in his dwelling place.