WHISPERS of GLORY
Coral Gathman Cook
I see the glory of my God
On the tiny flowers in the ground
And in the budding trees
I see planted all around
He has declared Himself in power
In glory and in grace
I see the wonders of His works
And the beauty of His face
I look up into the dark night sky
And marvel at the glow
Of a million brightly shining stars
That in their courses go
And when I look into the face
Of a tiny, newborn child
I see how precious is His love
How tender and how mild
There are so many things I see
Each day of life down here for me
It causes me to worship Him
Who created all the things I see
Coral Gathman Cook
I see the glory of my God
On the tiny flowers in the ground
And in the budding trees
I see planted all around
He has declared Himself in power
In glory and in grace
I see the wonders of His works
And the beauty of His face
I look up into the dark night sky
And marvel at the glow
Of a million brightly shining stars
That in their courses go
And when I look into the face
Of a tiny, newborn child
I see how precious is His love
How tender and how mild
There are so many things I see
Each day of life down here for me
It causes me to worship Him
Who created all the things I see