How is it, that the grass does grow,
afte its Winter sleep?
I'll tell you how, because I know -
by the company I keep.
His power is strong,
and though Winter is long...
by His warmth and His light,
the grass ccomes back to life -
as if awakened by a song of birth.
His energy soars,
deep into its pores -
and it gently springs forth, from the earth.
It drinks of the dew -
and rises anew;
just as Jesus rose, that Spring...
and gets stronger each day,
in every way -
as it listens, to birds, while they sing.
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