But I know how I feel ...
It's people like you
Who make Him so real.
It seems that I pass Him
So often each day,
In the faces of people
I meet on my way.
He's the stars in the heaven,
A smile on some face,
A leaf on a tree,
Or a rose in a vase.
He's winter and autumn
And summer and spring,
In short, God is every
"Real," and wonderful thing.
I wish I might meet Him
Much more than I do ...
I would, if there were more
People like you!
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