The heavens bellow
At the top of their lungs
Holy, Holy, Holy
All creation rings out
As particles of light bounce
To and fro
Illuminating the handiwork
Of majesty
Al becomes trite as the echo proclaims
Beauty unspeakable
Dancing through the northern lights
Clichés are laid to waste
As even gnus and narwhals
Herald the brilliance
Of the King of imaginations
Joy drips from the sonnets of hummingbirds
Nectar upholding the buzz
Of energy ricocheting through the expanse of azure
Waterfalls churn the anthem
Of the mighty roaring voice
Even after He took on flesh
Illumination prances through
The darkest of grey
Tantalizing the eye
Stronger than any Skittles commercial
As creation sings praise
With the trees clapping along
What is man that He is mindful of us
Or the son of man that He cares for us
Great is the LORD
And most greatly to be praised
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