LYRIC
All creation is a song waiting to be sung
All of nature like a prayer waiting for a tongue
But who will give it voice and make its anthem ring
Or rise to lead a choir of all created things
Lord hear your people sing
Blessing, honour, glory, power
To creation’s King
Songs of earth and songs of Heaven
Join as one to bring
Blessing honour glory power to creation’s King
All the nations are a song waiting to be sung
Every instrument and voice created for the One
The Maker of all things Majesty above
Who brought us back from death with such a costly love
What praise could be enough
To creation’s King
Angels gathered round your throne
Every nation, nations singing
They all bow down to You alone
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