"When through the woods..."

How Great Thou Art (Second Stanza)

When through the woods and forest glades I wander
And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees;
When I look down from lofty mountain grandeur
And hear the brook and feel the gentle breeze;
Then sings my soul, my Saviour God to Thee; How great Thou art!
How great Thou art! Then sings my soul, my Saviour God to Thee;
How great Thou art! How great Thou art!

 

This evening four White-tailed doe deer walked through the woods toward my back fence.  The sun hit them in a way the brought their colors out.  It's as if God walked toward the fence and showed Himself through His creation.  Beautiful creatures.