So beautiful, the midnight sky;
God's candles all alit.
No sound but for the whippoorwills,
While on my porch I sit.
I take this time to say a prayer,
My list has grown so tall,
but I can't help but wonder,
Does he hear my prayers at all.
I see a little frog
hop by,
He too, I guess, can't sleep,
I reach my hand to touch him,
Then quickly see him leap.
My world outside
tonight is peace,
I wish so was my heart;
So many thoughts fill my mind
As back and forth they dart.
Before I rise to go
inside,
Once more I gaze above,
I look upon the starlit sky
And remember the God of love.
With his hands, he
holds the stars,
And keeps them in the sky,
With his love, he holds me too,
And yet I ask him why.
So quiet now, my
heart is still,
And spirit feels at rest,
My God is in the heavens
And I'm so richly blessed.
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