For the Beauty of the Earth

I think ... 

... there is something so remarkable about watching a child pick flowers.  It's almost as if nothing else in the world matters.

All too often the pace of life becomes too fast, causing us to miss the simple beauties of the earth.

This weekend gave me the opportunity to once again discover these simple beauties.

For the beauty of the earth,

for the glory of the skies,

for the love which from our birth

over and around us lies;

Lord of all, to thee we raise

this our hymn of grateful praise.