When unto the starry sky
I, one evening, turned my eye,
God’s handiwork was spread,
There above my lowly head.
How is it that any man
Can attribute, but to God’s hand,
All the wonders here to see–
All these miracles that be?
Thank you Lord, for all of this,
And for my soul’s peaceful bliss.
by Faith Smalling
Faith and her husband, Terry, serve with the Wagoner church of Christ in Wagoner, OK. Terry has served as the pulpit minister there for seven years. Faith enjoys doing public speaking and writing poetry as well as spending time with their Boston Terrier.