This is the perfection of purpose:
that we each give and do
You are and I am
my identity is through you
This is the glory of grace:
that gift so freely consigned
I’m reminded with each blink
the majesty defined
Rocks cry out
and mountains shout
rivers stream with praise
Lightning flashes
thunder clashes
even stars do blaze
Forests tremble
sands assemble
and the oceans roar
I join creation
sing adoration
as waves bow to the shore
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glorious!
Thanks! Glad you like it!
This was wonderful. The last four stanzas were ‘amazing’!
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