Singing in the trees! My big brother Lester wrote this song Glory Fills The Skies and sings it so beautifully here. I think it was him who first showed me the beauty of creation, before I knew any other way to see it. It makes me think so much of Psalms 19 and 98 and how the rivers, the very mountains will burst into song and clap their hands, and all the earth shout for joy.
God, in the high and holy place,
Looks down upon the spheres;
Yet in His providence and grace
To every eye appears.
He bows the heavens; the mountains stand,
A highway for our God;
He walks amidst the desert-sand,
‘Tis Eden where He trod
The forests in His strength rejoice;
Hark! on the evening breeze,
As once of old, the Lord God’s voice
Is heard among the trees.
Here, on the hills, He feeds His herds,
His flocks on yonder plains;
His praise is warbled by the birds,
O could we catch their strains!
Mount with the lark, and bear our song
Up to the gates of light;
Or, with the nightingale, prolong
Our numbers through the night!
In every stream His bounty flows,
Diffusing joy and wealth;
In every breeze His Spirit blows
The breath of life and health.
His blessings fall in plenteous showers
Upon the lap of earth,
That teems with foliage, fruits, and flowers,
And rings with infant mirth.
If God hath made this world so fair,
Where sin and death abound;
How beautiful, beyond compare,
Will Paradise be found!
~ James Montgomery, The Earth full of the Goodness of God.
Inheriting a New Earth 