The sun reaches down to us,
His golden hand.
The moon, His eye,
watches over the land.
The clouds, His cloak,
thrown over the world to protect His people.
The stars, His smile,
shine down on the steeples.
The people, His children,
each and every one.
The world, His heart,
for it is our home.
God is all around us,
our ever-watching lover.
His presence surrounds us,
waiting to be discovered.
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