The Majesty Praise


Give the winds a mighty voice. To sing Your praises, Lord, rejoice. Let every gust and gentle breeze carry the chorus of our hearts' ease.

In whispers soft or thunder loud,
May Your great name be echoed proud. 
Through forests swaying, mountains tall. 
Let creation's splendor hear Your call.

As winds converge from east to west. May they bear witness to Your love and rest. 
In every language, let them say,
"Glory to God, in every way." 

With every breath, we'll join the refrain. 
Our spirits soaring, hearts aflame. In harmony with earth and sky. We'll give You glory, till the day is high.

And when the winds fade into stillness deep, may Your majestic presence keep our souls on guard. May our hearts remain forever true. Reflecting Your glory, shining through.

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