By Hannah Barber
Standing on flowered ground,
The mountain crowned
By a watercolor sky.
Surrounded by Your glory, I wonder why
You love me with the greatest love.
When I consider the heavens, and stars above,
My heart leaps in awe
That You who foresaw
My every sin, would still choose me.
Your name rings from sea to sea,
My God who lived and died
Who laughed and cried,
For me.
About the Author: “My name is Hannah Barber and I am seventeen years old. I am currently in my second year of homeschooling.”
