God's Choir

On the eve of this beloved morn
When all light is bright and hot
The soft wind blows our ears
And heightens our senses to this loaded breeze
All who listen will perceive
This beautiful rhythm that the winds receive
From the birds' chirp to the scurrying mice
Arranged in an order so soothing and nice

Cocked ears perceive sweet music
Which fills our soul with eternal bliss
Our frowns turn to smiles
Our sweat become the drizzles
Which beat our tired skin and cools it
The sounds of God float through all space
Healing minds and hearts to trace
The beautiful path that his love makes

Sweet music that lingers on
Without a touch of flute or harp
Sweet melodies that give life
All writ and inspired by god himself
Sweet melodies of his word
Hear the sweet psalms
That clean our fear and worry
Hear the sweet psalms of his grace and glory
Sang by all with blood and heart
Hear now and sing your part
To gods everlasting love and might