Autumn Glory
Today I saw streams of molten lava cascade down the banks lining the highway, in view of passing motorists, who looked straight ahead as if they didn't see. The live basalt torched the trees--scorching the sombre gray tongue of road with flambeaux!
In late evening, driving the same road home, the coals still glowed on the banks as a lilac sky changed in seconds to a luminous raspberry that reflected the glory of the earth. I gasped in wonder at the metamorphosis. And then I stepped from my warm car into the crisp, cold air and the anti-climactic, gray dusk. But I held close the memory of glory.
11 You crown the year with a bountiful harvest;
In late evening, driving the same road home, the coals still glowed on the banks as a lilac sky changed in seconds to a luminous raspberry that reflected the glory of the earth. I gasped in wonder at the metamorphosis. And then I stepped from my warm car into the crisp, cold air and the anti-climactic, gray dusk. But I held close the memory of glory.
Psalm 65:11-13 (New Living Translation)
New Living Translation (NLT)
Holy Bible. New Living Translation copyright © 1996, 2004 by Tyndale Charitable Trust. Used by permission of Tyndale House Publishers.
New Living Translation (NLT)
Holy Bible. New Living Translation copyright © 1996, 2004 by Tyndale Charitable Trust. Used by permission of Tyndale House Publishers.
11 You crown the year with a bountiful harvest;
even the hard pathways overflow with abundance.
12 The wilderness becomes a lush pasture,
12 The wilderness becomes a lush pasture,
and the hillsides blossom with joy.
13 The meadows are clothed with flocks of sheep,
13 The meadows are clothed with flocks of sheep,
and the valleys are carpeted with grain.
They all shout and sing for joy!
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