When you look out at the size of the ocean, how can one say there is no God?
When you hold a new born baby in your arms, how can one say there is no God?
When you see a beautiful rainbow, how can one say there is no God?
When you your heart breaks and and you cry out and feel a peace over you, how can one say there is no God?
When you see the beautiful trees change during Autumn, how can one say there is no God?
There has been a lot of talk in Birmingham over the last few days about agnostics and atheists and their views on creation and how religion plays into the world's history. My heart hurts for these people and my head can't seem to wrap around how people just don't see it. God's hand is EVERYWHERE! He is in the beauty of nature, he is in births of precious babies and in the death of those called home, he is in healing, and so much more. He WANTS to be in our homes, he WANTS to be in our relationships, he WANTS to be in our hearts!
This is such a wonderful praise song to the God of ALL things and ALL places!
From the Birds that Sing, In the Tallest Trees.
To the Human Life, of you and me.
From the Desert Sands, to the place we stand.
He is God of All, He is Everything.
I'm giving my life to the only one who makes the Moon reflect the sun.
Every Starry Night, that was His design.
I'm giving my life to the only son, who was and is and yet to come
Let the praises ring, 'cause he is everything
From the Autumn Leaves, that will ride the breeze
to the Faith it takes, to pray and sing
from the Painted sky, to my plank filled eye
He is God of all, He is everything
I'm giving my life to the only one who makes the Moon reflect the sun.
Every Starry Night, that was His design.
I'm giving my life to the only son, who was and is and yet to come
Let the praises ring, 'cause he is everything.
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
I believe
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
I believe
I'm giving my life to the only one who makes the Moon reflect the sun
On that Starry Night, He changed my life.
I'm giving it all to the only son who gave me hope when I had none.
So let the praises ring,
Ohhhh Let the Praises Ring
I'm giving my life to the only one who makes the Moon reflect the sun.
Every Starry Night, that was His design.
I'm giving my life to the only son, who was and is and yet to come
Let the Angels sing, that he is Heavenly
So let the Praises ring
'Cause he everything

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