The Symphony

The Symphony The mountains cried, “Praise to the Lord”! And the birds and beasts sang His praises. The firmament rose up to praise His name, The Infinite;The creator. The soul of man reached up to his maker. As all the trees and grasses stood watchful, Mountains adored him; the mighty and the glorious. The rain fell as the music to his mighty hymn. The wind made up the rest of the orchestra; A symphony to His greatness;All seeing and merciful. The Planets and the stars testified of His greatness; And infinity the everlastingness of His love. The mountains cry; “Praise the Lord”! The Eternal, the lovely one.