I was listening to a remake of some hymns yesterday, and these words brought to my mind the wonderful alpine meadows of Idaho filled with wildflowers:
Fair are the meadows,
Fairer still the woodlands,
Robed in the blooming garb of spring;
Jesus is fairer,
Jesus is purer,
Who makes the woeful heart to sing.
(From Fairest Lord Jesus)
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