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Thursday, October 21, 2010

woodsy experience #2

When through the woods, and forest glades I wander,
And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees.
When I look down, from lofty mountain grandeur
And see the brook, and feel the gentle breeze.

Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art.
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art!         
by Carl Boberg

1 comment:

  1. you teaching her to love coffie at a young age,eh?

    :-) great pictures

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