Listen to the waves of the ocean
Crashing with the rhythms of praise;
Listen to their song of devotion
Dancing with the sun's golden rays.
Listen to the music of nature,
Floating from the birds in the sky
Singing the song of their Maker,
Lifting His praises on high.
The heavens declare the glory of God;
All nature is singing His majesty.
The mountains prepare a tribute of love;
Creation is filled with His praise.
The valleys echo His splendor
The breath of the gentle breeze whispers along
The trees clap their hands with rejoicing
The voice of the thunder explodes into song
(Explodes into song)
The heavens declare the glory of God
All nature is singing His majesty.
The mountains prepare a tribute of love;
Creation is filled with His honor, glory, and praise.
Listen to the song of the sunrise,
Listen to the voice of the light;
Watch as the moon gives the signal,
Starting the music of night.
Listen to the song of creation;
Listen to the language of praise,
Filling the earth and the heavens,
Praising the Ancient of Days.
The Ancient of Days
The heavens declare the glory of God;
All nature is singing His majesty.
The mountains prepare a tribute of love;
Creation is filled with His praise.
The valleys echo His splendor
The breath of the gentle breeze whispers along
The trees clap their hands with rejoicing
The voice of the thunder explodes into song
(Explodes into song)
The heavens declare the glory of God
All nature is singing His majesty.
The mountains prepare a tribute of love;
Creation is filled with His honor, glory, and praise.
Glory and praise
Creation is filled with His honor, glory, and praise
Praise