God's Love
God loved me in the Springtime,
When life was fresh and new.
Though I was weak and childish,
His caring saw me through.
God loved me in the Summer,
When I would plunge headlong
Through all my foolish choices,
Yet still His love was strong.
God loved me in the Autumn.
Each time I turned around
And asked for His forgiveness,
His steady arms I found.
God loves me in the Winter.
Each day I feel love's glow.
I'm constantly astounded
That He should love me so!
Written by Betty Jo Mings
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