SINGING by Paul Purday

Sun, moon and stars are singing The trees will clap their hands The anthems of the angels The drifting of the sands Of time; that hears the dawning Upon the earthly shores Of gentle music flowing From richest heavenly stores. The earth’s foundations ringing With glorious melody The sons of God rejoicing And singing blissfully. The founding of it reaches Where love and wonder meet The Founder magnifying And angels at His feet. Those shouts of joy were filling The bright eternal space In dwelt by gleeful voices Breathing the breath of Grace. And now we lend our voices And breath the power of love Our earthly woes defying With voices from the Dove. Magnificent the glory Of heavenly artistry Both sound and sight the story Of His divinity. The beauty of the mountains The wonder of the sea The colours of the rainbow The Artist’s jubilee. We celebrate His order The beauty of His plan And sing and dance with wonder The glory of that Man. For now He leads our praises And blood-bought songs employ As we all join this singing And fill God's heart with joy.