Psalm 8
ALL THE CANDLES ARE BLAZING IN HEAVEN.
THE SUN BOWS HER HEAD ON THE DAY.
THE MOON SINGS IN SILVER-TONED SILENCE.
SEAS FEEL HER RYTHM AND SWAY.
EVEN DARKNESS IS KNEELING BEFORE YOU
AS YOUR WIND FILLS THE CATHEDRAL SKY.
THE CLOUDS RAISE THEIR HANDS
IN A WORSHIPPER’S DANCE
AND, IF ALL THE WORLD CAN,
MAYBE I’LL TAKE MY CHANCES TONIGHT.
CHORUS:
O LORD, OUR LORD,
HOW MAJESTIC IS
YOUR NAME IN ALL THE EARTH!
O LORD, OUR LORD,
HOW MAJESTIC IS
YOUR NAME IN ALL THE EARTH!
WITH YOUR GLORY ABOVE ALL THE HEAVENS,
FROM CHILDREN YOU STILL ORDAIN PRAISE
YOUR WORSHIPERS SILENCE YOUR ENEMIES.
SO I’LL SING TO YOU ALL OF MY DAYS.
I CONSIDER THE WORK OF YOUR FINGERS
THE MOON AND THE STARS SET IN PLACE,
WHAT IS MANKIND THAT YOU THINK ABOUT US?
YET WE LIVE IN YOUR LOVE
AND YOU CROWN US WITH GLORY AND GRACE?
CHORUS
CHORUS
Written by Jim Weber.
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