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As darkness gives way to light and day dawns,
the symphony of sweet sounds begins.
First a single chirp from a lone bird, 
next a response from a mate in reply.
Then as if on cue from a conductor, 
other birds join in the antiphony.
And the entire feathered orchestra
breaks forth in a chorus of praise to God. 

Next, it is time for the sun to serenade,
with sounds of praise quite different from the birds.
In its bowels, acoustic waves vibrate
and cause its surface to jiggle.
Though silent, the sun plays its melody
in super deep bass notes like a tuba.
It also provides the lighting effects
for the symphonic sounds that surround us.

The forests of human caricatures,
dressed in their flowing robes of varied green,
need the wind to make them play their music.
As the wind vibrates their stems and leaves 
it produces music so soothing and sweet. 
At times, the notes are like those of violins,
or mellow like those of the cello.
A change of wind can make them sound like bass.

Sometimes the conductor pulls out the stops,
and nature explodes with loud sounds that pop.
The wind howls, branches snap and the trees sway,
and then the rain joins in the refrain,
turning leaves into tambourines and shakers.
A loud thunderclap and lightning flash,
create a wild symphony that most surely rocks.

As creatures of the Creator’s hand, 
we too must add our songs sublime, 
through living for his glory now, 
we join with birds, sun, wind, and trees,
and stars and mighty oceans wild, 
to daily raise our voices loud,
In thanks to God, for life and Son, 
as part of nature’s symphony of praise.

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