Hillsong

By Beverly Endie Hall
Just the two of us Lord
On this green country plot
Raised a little bit high o’er the rest.
And the breeze says you’re here
To decipher my thoughts.
Precious time that I treasure the best.
And the wildflowers wave
And the larks soar on high
And the cattle just low, “All is good.”
And the City’s rushed noise
Is forgotten a while
As I rest in your love, as I should.

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