They Sing a Song

July 21, 2016

The mountains wrap themselves in snow,

The fields are blanketed with green,
The deserts clothe themselves in golden yellow stillness
Silently they sing a song,
a beautiful melody,
one that praises a higher deity
And this higher deity is God, my holy LORD,
and so I’ll sing along with this mighty roar
Darkness comes,
but it will pass,
the dawn will finally come at last
But this darkness makes the light stand out,
so horror strengthens peace,
and likewise ugly brings out beautiful,
and tears brighten mirth,
just as a mother who has given birth
And so I’ll stand and sing your praise,
be it dawn to dusk,
and so these lacking hands I’ll raise,
if You say I must

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