BY YOUR WORD I AM BLESSED
How fresh are your words to my heart;
They are like the first day of Spring
In a wintery place,
Where cold and bitter winds
Have made bleak the tall proud trees
And lifeless ground.
Trees, leaves and flowers announce your word
Of Spring song and feathery flight,
Of movement in the air
Fanned by warmer winds,
And softer light.
By your word my heart rejoices
And by them I am refreshed
And made glad,
For by your word my lot is lighter
And my cares are less
So I am blessed.