Our God of glory is a morning God,
at dawn He rises, hasn't been to bed,
to work so early on His morning flowers,
and make sure that His glory has been spread.
God puts a lot into His blooming blossoms
for those that briefly last only a day,
but it's worth all the beauty that He gives it,
for all the glory that won't go away.
God paints the bud blood brightly in the morning,
but then a purplish-blue bloom after noon,
and finally it fades to a lighter hue
before there comes the glory of the moon.
God gives this brightest flower lots of glory,
so much it is part of its bright name,
and as perennial it climbs up a story
to add more to its glory and its fame.
God has more plans to flower its sweet glory,
to charm, amuse and delight humankind
and then to show if blossoms can reveal Him,
and how much He can glorify the blind.
God showers lots of glory on His flowers
and shows His morning glories now to us,
but most of all God spreads only His glory
to here express His own gloriousness.
-- by Pete Voelz 2000
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