How beautiful is the sound you bring.
The birds and the grass sing your sweet melody.
The grass is moved to tears at the sound of your trumpeting voice
As it declares to all that a new day is here.
Triumphant is your entry
And powerful is your declaration.
We have been given a fresh start —
The beauty of God’s admiration.
How great, morning, is your stance
As you present to us another chance
To learn of His grace and understand
The beauty that His peace makes.
So lovely in sound and appearance,
Bringing with you God the Father
So with us He may visit.
Thank you for your sweet song.
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