God,s Love
By Elizabeth Cushing Taylor
We do not see the wind,
we only hear it sigh.
It makes the grasses bend
whenever it goes by.

We do not see God's love,
But in our hearts we know
He watches over us
Whereever we may go

We do not have to see
To know the wind is here:
We do not have to see
To know God's love is near
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William Bredehorn