Saturday morning, sitting in my wooden chair.

Have you sat
In awe at
All He has done?

The way He proportions the body
The way He deepens the soul
The way He made the heart
All these, under His control

Have you looked
Are you hooked
In wrapped attention?

The fact of your senses
Given for pleasure and direction
The mind also delivering --
That you feel ever more of His affection.

Have you asked
At last
For His direction?

That change is but another
Signal of His love
The seasons He makes;
The way dawn breaks.

Have you beheld?
He has excelled
In promises made true.