The earth is the Lord's

And the fulness thereof,

It speaks of His greatness

And it sings of His love;

And the wonder and glory

Of the first Easter morn,

Like the first Christmas night

When the Saviour was born,

Are blended together

In symphonic splendor

And God with a voice

That is gentle and tender,

Speaks to all hearts

Attuned to His voice,

Biding His listeners

To gladly rejoice.

For He who was born

To be crucified

Arose from the grave

To be glorified.

And the birds in the trees

And the flowers of spring

All join in proclaiming

This heavenly King.

~ Helen Steiner Rice ~




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