It's very strange how silent things

.....all sing the father's praise

The hills and trees, the skies and seas,

...shout forth His mighty ways.

A sleeping babe, an empty grave

...are testimonies of

The wonders of a Holy God,

...and His unfailing love.

The buds that bloom, The stars and moon

Proclaim His majesty.

The silent things sing praise to God,

in perfect harmony.

By ~ Berry Purser Patten ~

"Let everything that has breath Praise the Lord,

The angels were created to praise Him.

Let the heavenly host praise His name."

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