Lord, open my eyes that I might see,
The wonder of Thy creation surrounding me.
Open my lips that seeing I may speak,
In witness to those whom in life I meet.
Open my heart that my love may increase,
For Thee , The Creator, Who gives me peace.
If the lowly flower Thy hand daily dresses,
How much more dost Thou care for me in my distresses.
Nothing shall befall me not in Thy plan,
If the flower Thy care knows, how much more so man.
In them let me Thy wonder see,
Then shall I know Thy care for me.
Deane Wassink,
October, 2001