“The Song”
When the world was fresh and green and new, the heavens rang with song, and it echoed through the mountain tops and the whole earth sang along.
It was a song of beauty and wonder and truth, that filled the skies above, it was a song that every creature knew, and its singer's name was Love.
Now, the world is no longer green and new, it is broken and undone. But the song once sang has not been silenced. Indeed, it still is sung.
And if you listen carefully, you can hear its glorious sound, and the voice of it's Creator, whose love still yet abounds.
In the summer wind as it passes by, in the warmth of the bright sun, when all is good and well with you, and your joy freely runs.
When that song rings inside your heart, and you feel His love for you, you hear that melody inside your soul, and you know it to be true.
Peace! be still and listen close, to the song that you hear ringing, for in our joy and radiance, the Lord over us is singing.
When all is dark inside and out, and suddenly it's hard to see, when the wind and waves toss you about, and bring you to your knees,
When all you know is fear and doubt, that song is still repeated, for even when it's hard to hear, He won't let you be defeated.
Peace! be still and quiet your heart, to hear the song still ringing, for even in trials and suffering, the Prince of Peace is singing.
When we are in awe and worshipful, of our Creator's glory, when the staggering truth of who He is, becomes a song that tells His story,
When you fall to your knees speechless, before the eternal King, and in wonder and amazement, with all heaven His praise you sing,
Peace! be still and join in, with the angel's ceaseless singing, for in our worship and wonderment, the King of King's praise is ringing.
When on this journey you stumble, lose your sight and lose the way, when you make the wrong decision and are guilty of many mistakes.
When your guilt and shame is crippling, and you fear that it's too late, His sacrifice becomes a song that washes away your stains.
Peace! be still and don't forget, the song of Love is ringing, for even over sinners, the Spotless Lamb is singing.
When your heart is slowing, when you breathe your final breath, to His presence you are going, and forever with Him you'll rest,
When you go to meet the Creator, when you see Him face to face, and the song you heard a shadow of bursts out in full refrain,
Peace! be still, rejoice and hear, in full, the song that's ringing, the song of Love and beauty that the Lord was always singing.
And when the world is made anew, and all creation is redeemed, the earth will sing it's native tune, in harmony with it's King.