Friday, November 23, 2007

Song Of Praise


The heavens declare Your glory,

And the skies the works of Your hand;

Their speech goes out to all the world,

To every nation in every land.


Your statutes and precepts are perfect,

Your commands give light to our eyes;

Our hearts rejoice to hear Your word,

You are loving and just and wise.


We have no excuse to deny You,

You have revealed Your power to us;

By Your word you formed the earth,

And fashioned man from dust.


There is nothing too hard for You, Lord,

There is nothing You cannot do;

You are wise in all Your ways,

We give Glory and Honor to You.


Copyright ©1998 by Jan McIntosh

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