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He spreads the skies over unformed space.
Hung he earth out in that empty place.
Pours water in cloud-bags, then blows them along,
Speaks but a word and the storm is gone,
Listen and say, let’s just see God.
Listen and say, let’s see God his way.
At His gentle gaze, the moon waxes and wanes,
Showcasing lightshows and lunar displays
When sun meets the moon; horizons unfurl;
A palate of colour splashes the world.
Listen and say, let’s just see God.
Listen and say, let’s see God his way.
Nails were driven into his flesh;
He made it clear we don’t need to fear.
Punishment has been taken away;
Through nails and tears our debt has been cleared.
Listen and say… let’s just see God, let’s just see God.
Thunder in heaven crashes and roars;
God defends His family forevermore.
Listen! It’s God! He’s raising his voice!
His children cry out; justice arrives.
Listen and say, let’s just see God.
Listen and say let’s see God His way.
Nails were driven into his flesh;
He made it clear we don’t need to fear,
Punishment has been taken away;
through nails and tears our debt has been cleared.
Let’s just see God.
—from Job 26:9-14
God’s Story in the Skies -Psalm 19: 1-6
God’s splendour is a tale that is told,
written in the stars.
Space itself speaks his story
through the marvels of the heavens.
His truth is on tour in the starry vault of the sky,
showing his skill in creation’s craftsmanship.
Each day gushes out its message to the next,
night by night whispering its knowledge to all—
without a sound, without a word, without a voice being heard,
yet all the world can hear its echo.
Everywhere its message goes out.
What a heavenly home God has set for the sun,
shining in the super dome of the sky!
See how he leaves his celestial chamber each morning,
radiant as a bridegroom ready for his wedding,
like a day-breaking champion eager to run his course.
He rises on one horizon, completing his circuit on the other,
warming lives and lands with his heat.
Loved this, Frieda, beautiful adoration of our Creator God.
Lovely, Frieda. "The Heavens are Telling the Glory of God-and you are too in your words and pictures. Keep singing/writing and sharing your photos!