The beauty I behold

That is an old poem Written by Aldo Kraas

When I sit and gaze at her,

I see nothing but the fullness of beauty.

God who is beauty dwells in her,

And radiates like the products of a spectrum.

What a beauty to behold!

Ah! A beauty that feeds the soul.

When I think- a thought of her,

My spirit awakes beyond my joy.

What a joy I feel when I ponder her beauty!

How does her perfect beauty move my praise to?

Then I thought of the glory of God in my life,

Lo! I found that I am beautiful.