Praising Your Work

Praising Your work with song thrills me, seeing the vastness of the sky astonishes my eyes in joyful ways; Father, hear all of my prayers: be like that willow shielding me. Furious winds blow, but can't whip me, their cold gusts can't ever reach me; Father, let me sing divine hymns like David did in those quiet times... Praising Your work. I've lived life and ready to die, days fade...never frightening me; there is no fear inside when stars illuminate my path on dark nights. Father, let me laud you with songs that I'll sing through eternity... Praising Your work.