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To Sing Their Praises
I sing to the night sky
to worlds near and far
to starlight and moonbeams
wherever they are
I sing to the vast ocean
to denizens of the deep
to dolphins who communicate
and lampreys that sleep
I sing to forest and wood
to the white-tailed deer
who frolic near streams
'til hunters draw near
I sing to falcon and eagle
soaring majestically high
then swooping down swiftly
in the blink of an eye
I sing to the Good Lord
Who rules above all
Praised be His Great Name
Sun-up through nightfall
Copyright ©
Gershon Wolf
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