The Bluest Skies Surround Us
I am Irish and I love the rain
But with blue skies I can’t contain
The joy I feel when I look up above
And think about a world filled with hope and love.
God has given us beautiful days
To serve Him and to follow His wondrous ways
And I find beauty in the little things
Oh, what joy in blue skies Yahweh brings.
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