All Things Do Witness
Solos to Sing, Submitted Music (1998-2006)
A gentle breeze moves thru the trees to linger where I stand.
This morning, fair, I breathe the air once sweetened by God’s hand.
Then lovely things, like swallows’ wings, invite an upward glance;
Each grand design is love defined and isn’t here by chance.
When colors, bright in autumn’s light, bring wonder to behold;
A cooling breeze moves through the trees and turns the leaves to gold.
In fertile field, rich harvest yield provides enough to spare;
And blesses eyes that realize this world was made with care.
When bitter breeze chills the trees, slumber stills the earth,
But under snow, roots reach and grow, preparing for rebirth.
Awak’ning sounds burst from the ground, extending to the sun.
This varied scene, in living green, to everything has come.
A fragrant breeze renews the trees with branches reaching high,
Acknowledging Creation’s King, whose realm surpasses sky!
Text: Tammy S. Robinson
Music: Tammy S. Robinson
Album: Submitted Music (1998-2006)
Composition Date: 2006
More Info: CMS 2006