The heavens are speaking aloud –
The wind, and the sky, and the cloud –
They’re shouting abroad the glory of God,
Proclaiming the works of His hands.
The languages of every land,
Have heard what creation demands;
Day utters words, and night yet concurs,
They shout in a patchwork of praise.
Each telling mankind of God’s ways:
His Majesty, beauty, and grace.
The galaxies hung, or wild-flowers sprung,
Or pitiful newborn’s first cry.
Oh, help me to never despise,
That voice when I hear it arise,
But let it renew my wonder of You,
And make me to join in its shout!
My enemies expect my death, destruction of my name,
Disseminating lies and scheming scandals for my shame.
They’re misers of iniquity and men who hoard their sin,
My faithful friend who ate my food turned foe-man in the end!
O, dearest Lord, but You and You alone deliver me,
Give grace and get me up at once again Your call I’ll seek.
By this I know You heard my hollering for help and aid:
If these malicious men may never marshall troops in might arrayed.
I know that You deserve my praise, since You were pleased with me,
For You positioned me that You might hear my prayers and pleas,
You hallowed me and cleansed me of abhorrent calumny,
The Lord be praised in every age, amen eternally!
I serve a God who clothes each little flower,
I serve a God who knows each sparrow’s need,
I serve a God who planned out every hour,
Who fashioned life, from man, to beast, to seed.
And so he looks on earth in His compassion,
And not a spot escapes His loving eye,
So blessed is he who acts in Godly fashion,
And answers wisely when the needy cry.
How can we show our love for God the Father,
Unless we first can love the least of these?
And love demands we love him as a brother,
To help him with the things he truly needs.
Should we not help each thing we see as needy,
To serve as stewards o’er all the Lord has made?
Though you can not enrich the world completely,
You must be faithful and you must obey.
For God will bless that man who helps the beggar,
And He will guard him in the evil day,
And God will give him life to live forever,
And bless the land on which he tends and stays.
And God protects him from all those who hate him,
And will sustain him, giving him his health.
For God adores that man who will embrace Him,
And shares to poor men from his little wealth.