ou are clothed with splendor and
majesty...he makes the clouds his chariot; he rides on the wings of the wind...You make springs gush forth in valleys; they
flow between the hills; they give drink to every beast of the field; the wild donkeys quench their thirst. Beside them the birds of the heavens dwell; they sing among the branches. From your lofty abode you water the mountains; the earth is satisfied with the fruit of your work. You cause the grass to grow for the livestock and plants for man to cultivate...The trees of the Lord are watered abundantly, the cedars of Lebanon that he planted. In them the birds build their nests; the stork has her home in the fir trees. The high mountains are for the wild goats; the rocks are a refuge for the rock badgers. He made the moon to mark seasons; the sun knows it's time for setting.
You made darkness, and it is night, when all the beasts of the forest creep about. The young lions roar for their prey, seeking their food from God.
O Lord how manifold are your works! In wisdom you have made all of them; the earth is full of your creatures.
There go the ships, and Leviathan, which you formed to play in it...All photography by Whitney Burton, all creation by God.

2 comments:
I can see about 6 of the pictures...if there is more than the two!
I mean I can't see...
Hey! Can't wait for our trip!!!
Love you, baby girl!
Mom
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