The Worship of Nature
The Harp at Natures advent song
Has never ceased to play
The Song the stars the morning sung
Has never diead away
And prayer is made, and promise is given,
By all things near and far;
The ocean looketh up to heaven
And mirrors every star.
Author - Unknown
The Harp at Natures advent song
Has never ceased to play
The Song the stars the morning sung
Has never diead away
And prayer is made, and promise is given,
By all things near and far;
The ocean looketh up to heaven
And mirrors every star.
Author - Unknown
