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In the quiet of the morning
A bird began singing.
She awakened the dawn of the day.
Her praises came ringing
What a beautiful, beautiful voice
And I whispered a prayer of praise.


Adorable children strolled to the stage
To present their program and sing.
The joy they exuded made everyone smile
What glad tidings of Christmas they bring.
What beautiful, beautiful voices
As tears for this gift, ran free.


With just her guitar and a song about colors,
My mother would offer a song.
She sang about God and the witness she gave
Made the family too, sing along.
What a beautiful, beautiful voice,
Even now, my cup runneth over.


I went to a funeral where a young man sang
That a “Friend is a friend forever.”
He meant every word of this solemn song
As loved ones all gathered together.
What a beautiful, beautiful voice
Through his tribute, God’s presence was there.


I went to the opera, such glamorous fair!
As a tenor of fame filled the hall.
His voice was tremendous, sent chills up my spine,
There were shouts of ovation from all.
What a beautiful, beautiful voice.
His tone, like an angel stirred wonder.


Now imagine the blessing we read about Jesus
Who takes great delight in His own.
Who can fathom the gift or the power we’ll know
When He sings over us from His throne!
What a beautiful, beautiful voice!
All creation, rejoice! He is Lord.

By TSV


The Lord your God is with you, the Mighty Warrior who saves. He will take great delight in you; in his love he will no longer rebuke you, but will rejoice over you with singing.”  Zaphaniah 3:17

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