Praise be to the Maker of all things,
He who paint the sky with the splendor of the morning light
And the night with a thousand twinkling stars so bright.
Raise your voice and sing to the Creator,
Who spoke and made the heaven,
And commanded the oceans and land to form.
Fall on your face in awe and reverence before
He who made the delicate butterfly, its wing so fragile
And ants so strong to lift many time it weight.
Lift your hand in Joy to the Giver of Life,
To him who took clay and breath a soul in it,
Who took a rib and made a woman to be man helper.
Bow low before the Lord of Host,
He who commands the angels’ paths,
And dictates the Devil’s place in hell.
Dance with unrestrained joy and happiness
In acknowledgement of His most precious gift
Christ’s death upon a cross and His saving power.
Clap and shout with thanksgiving
For the gift of the Holy Spirit
Who bring joy, peace, and wisdom.
Play the harp and string beautifully
To Him who created the music of the heaven,
And the songs of the heart and soul.
Strike strong the mighty beating drum.
Oh, Him who gives the nation their marching orders
And orders the laws of nature.
Stand firmly planted, never bending
Upon His Holy Word, unfailing
Upon His never changing truth.
Cry out my soul and all that is within me
Give thanks for all the blessing He has given.
Weep for His tender mercy.
Remember forever and ever all His power,
All His love, All His Holiness and Righteousness.
Sealed for all eternity to His Son.
Kathy Barnes
Copyright 5-19-09
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