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His Kind Blessings: A Villanelle

by Jeff Bidiman

The night unfolds her starry wings
To slowly glide across the sky,
So we may praise God's kind blessings.

An angel chorus softly sings
A sweet and gentle lullaby,
As night unfolds her starry wings.

Before the restful sleep it brings;
Before we close each drowsy eye;
Let us give praise for His blessings.

Today we've done so many things,
But now its time to let them fly
Where night unfolds her starry wings,

And as we send these offerings
Up to our Lord who lives on high,
In humble praise for His blessings

We put aside our vain strivings,
And feel His peace come testify
That night unfolds her starry wings,
So we may praise His kind blessings.

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