A Song to God
If I would sing a song to God
Then I must sing a song for Man - And I must sing it from the heart As freely as an angel can. If I would sing a song for Man, Then I must sing for every Tree - For every leaf that breathes my breath, And every branch that shelters me. If I would sing of Man and Tree The song must be of Sun and Rain, Of feeding bird and humble bee Who sow the green of wood and plain. If I would sing of Tree and Rain, Then I must hymn the dancing Sea Who pounds the land from stone to sand, Whose silver gifts of cloud are free. If I would sing of cloud and Sea, I serenade the mighty Moon; For in her palm are Storm and Calm, Her children with the Lord of Noon. If I would sing of Sea and Moon I lift my praises to the Sun Who governs all from Spring to Fall, The Life, the joy in everyone. If I would sing of Moon and Sun, The silver Queen, the golden King Whose light reveals what God conceals In every heart - to God I sing! |