by Doris Peel, an American poetess
(Appeared in the Christian Science Monitor of Dec. 31, 1960)
Daily I am His delight
Daily He rejoices in
His handiwork –
All fresh, all bright
All wrought from elemental light
To be what He beholds as me.
His song sung out in world this day !
His theme in play ! His act of joy !
Love laughs. And
O it is laughter
that I am ! His poem ! His psalm !
In sight of Him
How fashioned of gladness
I must be ! How lark-on-wing
A thing that – That He
Daily should thus
delight in me : His poem, His song
sung out, His thème !
His everlasting act.