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Winter Slays

Winter slays

With icy breath

The tender living flower.

God removes

The sting of death

All with His gracious power.

 

Winter holds

With loyal grip

‘til God commands

and waters drip

a bud unfolds.

 

Winter serves

our all-wise God

who made the flower it kills.

Death, we know

doth serve His plan

our questions all He stills