Making His Glories Known

 I love crafting bouquets from Mom's garden! 

This bouquet is reminding me of the last verse of an Isaac Watts hymn:

There's not a plant or flow'r below
But makes Thy glories known

And clouds arise and tempests blow
By order from Thy throne;

While all that borrows like from Thee
Is ever in Thy care,

And everywhere that man can be,
Thou, God art present there.

Isaac Watts, 1715