In the forest where the trees stand tall,
Buds and leaves unfold, a divine call.
By the power in the name of the Lord,
Nature's symphony, a creation adored.
Consider the trees, the planets in their dance,
In the name of Jesus, they find their stance.
Holy Spirit whispers, "Build the temple strong,"
In the night's vision, the Father's voice, a sacred song.
Planets spinning 'round their radiant stars,
Guided by grace, beyond the cosmic bars.
In the stillness, a whisper in the night,
"I am God," says the Father, bathed in light.
Consider the trees, the planets in their dance,
In the name of Jesus, they find their stance.
Holy Spirit whispers, "Build the temple strong,"
In the night's vision, the Father's voice, a sacred song.
Amid the rainstorm, fierce in might,
The Lord Jesus speaks, a voice right.
"Put down your umbrella," He powerfully implores,
And as you obey, the rain no longer pours.
In the tempest, His words command,
Umbrella down, at His voice I stand.
The rain subsides, a miracle so sweet,
In the name of Jesus, storms retreat.
Consider the trees, the planets in their dance,
In the name of Jesus, they find their stance.
Holy Spirit whispers, "Build the temple strong,"
In the night's vision, the Father's voice, a sacred song.
So let the gospel of nature proclaim,
In Jesus' name, creation's endless flame.
Build the temple, heed the divine call,
For the Lord's power reigns, inspiring all.
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