My Nature is Divine

      Why is it
      when I hear a baby cry
      My arms reach out in love
      I can't deny?
      Why is it
      when I see my neighbors need
      My heart is touched
      to do a kindly deed?
      Why is it
      when I see someone alone
      My instinct is to share
      the love I've known?
      Why is it
      when I sing a hymn of praise
      My spirit yearns
      to follow in His ways?
      Could it be
      Oh could it be a sign
      that deep within
      this simple soul of mine
      I sense by some miraculous design
      My nature is divine?
      Why is it
      when I touch a fevered brow
      I know that I
      must give relief somehow?
      Why is it
      when I see someone with less
      I'm urged within
      to share my goods and bless?
      Why is it
      when I see a soul in sin
      I long to share
      the light I have within
      Why is it
      that a joy beyond compare
      Distills upon me
      when I kneel in prayer?
      Oh could it be a sign
      that deep within
      this simple soul of mine
      I sense by some miraculous design
      My nature is divine?

                  By: Janice Kapp Perry & Joy Saunders Lundberg