Beck
The season of rebirth always lifts my spirits
“When through the woods and forest glades I wander,
and hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees;
when I look down from lofty mountain grandeur
and hear the brook, and feel the gentle breeze;
Then sings my soul, my Savior God to thee;
how great thou art, how great thou art!”
– Stuart K. Hine, “How Great Thou Art”
Springtime is one of my favorite…
