Alma 10:5 -- " . . . for I have seen much of his mysteries and his marvelous power . . .
The swarming ants upon the walk, the slanted rays of light,
the budding, bursting, green of life before my blinkered sight;
the sliding mist upon the slopes, the smell of earthen wet,
the babe upon its mother's breast -- how is it I forget?
The wonders and the miracles come at me thick and fast
and at my heedless shallow soul I feel a bit aghast.
I do not need great miracles, nor voices from the mount;
I only need God's daily gifts to recognize and count!
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