Praising God
Sometimes I can behold so clearly how great the Lord God is.
He is so greatly to be praised.
On a cold, clear winter's night, I stand in awe at so much beauty.
I behold the infinite sea of stars in the heavens above.
To look upon the glistening snow in the pale moonlight and to know that a great and loving God created and ordered it all.
It is at that instance that His praise is declared unto me.
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