With natural drama God makes manifest
Salvation by His Spirit Jesus breathes
In natural world so all of us are blessed–
Gives glimpse of heaven ‘round our world is wreathed.
And every fall we see in natural world
The death it dies on dead wood of the Cross,
Yet in its grave will lie God’s priceless pearl–
Will rise again now shorn of Adam’s dross.
In winter its dead leaves blow over earth
And all creation ‘neath its cover sleeps,
Awaiting in earth’s womb for its re-birth
With promise of new life it always keeps.
In spring new life in natural world we see
As it participates in risen life
With Jesus, is becoming what will be
On other side of death in dawn’s new light.
When final death to natural world will come,
Forever will we breathe that new world’s air;
At last we see what world itself becomes
When we step into Paradise so fair.