What makes each day seem beautiful,
Though the skies are filled with rain;
What makes our lives so full of peace,
Though we oft are touched with pain?
What makes each day seem beautiful
When the road ahead is long;
What makes our lives so full of hope
When we seldom hear a song?
What makes each day seem beautiful,
Though our hearts are filled with care;
What makes our lives so full of joy,
Though there’s sadness everywhere?
What makes each day seem beautiful
When we do not find reward;
What makes our lives so full of love…
It’s the presence of the Lord!
Author Marva Seaton 