New Birth


New Birth
By Chris Hare Tate

To winter’s bitter sting
I gladly bid farewell,
and welcome budding trees
growing in the dell.

I can hear the birds sing
perched upon a limb;
their sweet music fills the air
like a soothing hymn.

Baby rabbits frolick
and spotted fawn appear,
reminding me once again
that spring is finally here.

Another winter comes to mind
when Jesus set me free
from the barren season
that so surrounded me!

My eyes beheld the Lord
when I received new birth,
just like the spring season
responds to Him on earth!




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