All creation, the heavens, the earth
called to praise, to shine for the Lord
animals, people the very mountains
stars in the summer sky
the thunder, the rain, all to praise his name
We are all grains of sand, bits of dust
all so far below his holiness
yet he is faithful, our champion
so must we be
Praise the Lord!
September 9, 2008
Psalm 148
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