God's Glory Month

God’s Glory Month
October speaks to me of God
With every phase of Autumn hue,
In flaming hills against the blue,
In waving fields of goldenrod.

No other season can compare
Or scatter with such lavish hand,
This wealth of color o’er the land
And handiwork of God declare !

By rocky cliffs , the sparkling streams ,
Wending down through their narrow rills ,
Reflect the sunlight’s fading beams .

All these proclaim to eyes that see ,
That beauty such as this can come
From God alone , Who forms the sum
Of all created majesty!
Jan Bagwell
God Bless !
I am standing on God’s promises !