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And Now the Hills Are Greenly Gowned ...

Eccles.3:11He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the human heart; yet no one can fathom what God has done from beginning to end. and now the hills are greenly-gowned... and now with universal tongue, dusk's slow-paced majesty spills heaven's masterpieces, hung where everyone can see... The last two evenings drew many a marveling gaze and gasp! and now the hills are greenly-gowned, now gnarly, naked limbswith nature's softest wreaths are crowned in blushing blossom-hymnsand heady haze of half-blaze lamps; bud-wicks begin to gleamwith the enchanting ambience of once-upon-a-dreamas earth's vault, birth and beauty-lined, bursts with faithful 'ahoy'from God, who richly grants mankind life's good things to enjoy and now with universal tongue, dusk's slow-paced majesty spills heaven's masterpieces, hung where everyone can seethe evidence of He whose glory no one can deny (pity the one who cannot see, but with the naked eye) and cannot sense the holy ground that trembles with God's touchwhere now the hills are greenly-gowned in hues we love so much and now once more the birds return, that fled winter's chill climesand from last-autumn-felled filled urn flower-resurgence chimes    the earth is charged with petaled bells, and bird-song friendlinessuntil the dullest of hearts swells with holy happinesswhere worship knows no brooding bound, in worlds brimming with bloom  where every hill is greenly gowned with May, from mercy's loom the earth and its fullness thereof is like a fount restoredor, like a letter penned with love by our gracious Lord Once again, God has not withheld creation's let-there-benow, gratitude and gladness meld in humble harmonyto He who clothes the tree, soft crowned in diadems bespoke and the hills that are greenly-gowned in the Creator's cloak Janet Martin now gnarly, naked limbswith nature's softest wreaths are crowned in blushing blossom-hymnsand heady haze of half-blaze lamps;...
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