The sun rises on this weeks day of rest.
sparkling shards of light,
splayed through flowering leafy boughs of spring.
seasonal changes, eternal praises.
From dawns first light,
to evenings blanket of peacefull darkness.
Crescendos and showers of eternal praise,
follow our planetary movements.
As congregations rise from pews
and with one voice lift our thanks
our adoration, our joy and love,
The father listens to our hearts.
Watching his creation revolve,
and suns light release
songs and prayers unto his presence.