Everyday all creation praises Your name.
Every night the moon and stars shout out Your fame.
Do you really need another voice singing the same song?
Do you really want another choir joining the heav'nly throng?
The greatest song that can be sung
is when we become Your hands and feet.
The greatest worship I can do
is prove your love to those in need:
a broken heart for the lost,
a humbled head in prayer,
feet that run despite the cost,
eyes that cry your tears.
The harmony of surrendered lives will rise above the sound
of a million melodies remaining earthly bound.
I'll sing the greatest song as I yield to your commands.
I'll worship with my life as I stretch out helping hands.
My feet willl dance as they run to defend the little ones.
I'll spend my life as you did and join the greatest song.
PLEASE ENCOURAGE AUTHOR,
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