Winter As In Spring

Leaves are falling from the trees,
yet all around I see
The beauty of my Father's love
In every barren tree.

Shades of yellow, green and gold
Now changed to shades of brown.
Still I see God's majesty
As I look all around.

I feel my Father's gentle touch
In winter as in spring.
God's joy fills my thankful heart
As His praise I try to sing.

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