Blessed By Your Hands

Each day I know how blessed I am

The rain falling down, each drop hits my face

I hear the birds and know they speak

The sun when it shines  reflect the boats on the water

I feel the wind as it breathes through the leaves

Blessed by the sky and the clouds grace in space

The ground I walk, then lay down in its green mattress of beauty

The night sky with the radiance of stars and planets passby

The moon in its shadow, it looks down upon the world

My flesh and blood the wounds bleed and then heal

A lovers touch, a babies smile, the owl hoots in the forrest he claims

Thankful, so very, very grateful for this beauty we are blessed

Blessed by your hands dear heavenly father of our world in your hands

Be blessed my hands unto you