Forside Poetry The Grace of Butterflies
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Skrevet af Jørn Nielsen   
Mandag, 05. august 2019 13:05

Tune:  Bless God from whom all blessings flow...

Dear butterflies without loud words,
you do not sing like warbling birds,
still you are very eloquent,
and as His angel you God sent!

You are a solace to poor me,
the charm of grace I in you see
so undefiled from all deceit,
your soothing presence I find sweet!

Simplicity you kindly teach,
with noisy words you do not preach,
o, may this wisdom we perceive,
though little often we achieve!

Nay, God´s creation no words need,
it´s full of majesty, indeed,
yet lame should never be our tongue
when worshipping with joyful song!

Do what the butterflies just can´t,
the gospel seed for Christ do plant,
when to His blood-stained cross you point,
your testimony He´ll anoint!

August 5, 2019 - jn

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