God spoke the universe into being. It is the song of the Lord.
Listen to the running stream. It is the voice of God.
The Word spoken from the beginning is still being spoken,
For a thousand years is but a day.
The dancers at the end of time
Will dance the dance of God
Until the fat lady finishes Her song.
She will have sung in every language
And every kind of music.
And when silence falls,
She will remember what the thunder said.
