Lessons in the breeze

I see the sunrise paint the sky with gold,
A story of love that’s never old.
Each ray whispers softly, “He’s near,”
His care and power are shining clear.

The sparrow’s song sweet in the morn,
Reminds me I’m safe, not lost nor torn.
If He feeds the birds that soar so free,
He surely keeps His eye on me.

Oh, the lessons in the breeze,
How they bring my soul to ease.
From the eagle to the sea,
Jehovah’s love is guiding me.

The rivers flow where He commands,
Guided gently by unseen hands.
They teach me trust through every turn,
His ways are sure, His mercies burn.

The stork takes flight when seasons chime,
Each journey right, each moment timed.
So I’ll wait on Him, I’ll stand my ground,
Knowing His purpose will come around.

Oh, the lessons in the breeze,
How they bring my soul to ease.
From the eagle to the sea,
Jehovah’s love is guiding me.

The eagle glides on heaven’s air,
Its strength not stolen, it’s borrowed there.
And when I’m weak, my faith can fly,
For He lifts me up to soar on high.

A field of blooms in colors bright,
Tells me He treasures every sight.
Each flower small, yet formed with care,
Shows love that blooms beyond compare.

Oh, the lessons in the breeze,
How they bring my soul to ease.
From the eagle to the sea,
Jehovah’s love is guiding me.

The thunder rolls, the storm winds blow,
Still His guiding hand I know.
In power strong yet heart so kind,
Jehovah’s peace is what I find.

A mother’s hug, a baby’s cries,
Reflect His love that never dies.
Through tender hearts and laughter new,
I see His spirit shining true.

Oh, the lessons in the breeze,
How they bring my soul to ease.
From the eagle to the sea,
Jehovah’s love is guiding me.

At night I gaze where stars belong,
They sing His praise, creation’s song.
And in their glow I humbly see,
How small I am, yet loved I’ll be.

So every breath and beam of light,
Reminds me daily of what’s right.
Each work of His — both vast and near,
Whispers “Trust Me, child, I’m here.”

Oh, the lessons in the breeze,
How they bring my soul to ease.
From the eagle to the sea,
Jehovah’s love is guiding me.

When the world feels dark and torn apart,
I look to nature to calm my heart.
Each leaf, each breeze, each sunset hue,
Reminds me what His hands can do.

Oh, the lessons in the breeze,
How they bring my soul to ease.
From the eagle to the sea,
Jehovah’s love is guiding me.
Oh, the lessons in the breeze,
How they bring my soul to ease.
From the eagle to the sea,
Jehovah’s love is guiding me. In
From the eagle to the sea,
Jehovah’s love is guiding me. In

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