Let the blind man say that God is beautiful
And the deaf say I heard his voice.
For eyes are not the only things that see
And ears are not the only things that hear.
Creation speaks of his glory
And the earth speaks of his majesty.
But you and I have a choice.
A choice to be.
A choice to live.
A choice to die.
From the womb of creation to the very last breath.
In time past and times yet to come. This is the day the Lord has made.
His name echoes through eternity.
His love endures forever,
But who can stand in his presence.
So I will praise and I will shout.
For what reaches to the highest mountain
And flows to the lowest valley.
His word says the hairs on my head are numbered not counted. 1 2 3. There are Many things too wonderful for man.
Because the servant can always be taught how
But the master will always know why.
When the whole world wants know how he did it,
Will you know why he did it?
The reason why we sing.
The reason why we dance.
So ask your neighbour what day is today?
And if they say today
Say , 'No today is the day that the Lord has made and I will rejoice and be glad in it.'
Amen.
