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You have been our dwelling place, A place for all generations; Shining of your mercy and grace, Making us your new creations. Before the mountains had arose, You have formed the Heaven and earth; Everlasting that You had chose, Forming it all as priceless worth. You have returned man into dust, Returning the children of man; For anyone that does distrust, That You have brought forth in your plan. For thousands of years in Your sight, But as yesterday when it is past; For while You watch in the night, Time has flown by ever so fast. You sweep them away as a flood, As they are merely like a dream; In the morning flowers will bud, As grass renews as it turns green. It is renewed and flourishes, Morning brings colorful cascades; As the flowing stream nourishes, The evening withers and fades. Copyright ©2023 Richard Newton Sherrer Vote for this poem
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