The chorus goes,
All of creation, sing with me now;
Lift up your voice and lay your burdens down.
All of creation, sing with me now;
Fill up the heavens, let His glory resound.
I cannot help but sing that song when I'm walking along in the early mornings or late afternoons. The glory of His creation is all around me, declaring His majesty in the mist, in the glorious sunrise, in the wide skies and stunning cloud formations.
And the reason we breathe, is to sing of His glory;
And for all He has done, praise the Father, praise the Son,
And the Spirit in One...



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