Early one morning Lord, before my eyes were even open wide
I hopped on my bicycle and went for a ride through your countryside
Peta Peta Peta shrilled a Titmouse as it called for the sun,
And a Bob White answered from out in the grass,
while a loquacious Mocking
Bird seemed determined not to be out done,
A dairy herd stood silently in a bog
The cow’s glassy eyes peering somberly through the early morning fog,
A stock pond glimpsed through the trees eerily misting from giving off heat
And then a little Green Heron left it’s perch in a tree
and flew along beside
me for a few hundred feet.
Your whole world was beautiful Lord as the sun inched over the trees
And thousands of diamonds sparkled out in the grass, all made of dew,
It was a good time for thinking Lord and I thought about thanking You.