Townend Stuart - Creation sings

^ACreation sings the ^EFather's ^Asong; ^AHe calls the sun to ^Ewake ^Dthe ^F#mdawn ^F#mAnd run the c^Dourse ^Eof ^Aday ^ATill evening comes in ^Ecrimson ^Arays. ^AHis fingerprints in f^Elakes of s^Anow, ^AHis breath upon this ^Espin^Dning ^F#mglobe, ^F#mHe charts the ^Deag^Ele's ^Aflight; ^ACommands the newborn ^Ebaby's ^Acry.

^AHa ^Elle lu ^F#mjah! Let a^Dll cre^Aation ^Estand and s^Aing, ^AHa ^Elle lu ^F#mjah! ^DFill the ^Aearth with ^Dsongs of ^Aworship; ^DTell the w^Aonders of cre^Eation's ^AKing.

^ACreation gazed u^Epon His ^Aface; ^AThe ageless One in ^Etime's ^Dem^F#mbrace ^F#mUnveiled the ^DFa^Ether's ^Aplan ^AOf reconciling ^EGod and ^Aman. ^AA second Adam ^Ewalked the ^Aearth, ^AWhose blameless life would ^Ebreak ^Dthe ^F#mcurse, ^F#mWhose death would ^Dset ^Eus ^Afree ^ATo live with Him e^Eternall^Ay.

^ACreation longs for ^EHis re^Aturn, ^AWhen Christ shall reign u^Epon ^Dthe ^F#mearth; ^F#mThe bitter ^Dwars ^Ethat ^Arage ^AAre birth pains of a ^Ecoming ^Aage. ^AWhen He renews the ^Eland and ^Asky, ^AAll heaven will sing and ^Eearth ^Dre^F#mply ^F#mWith one res^Dplen^Edent ^Atheme: ^AThe glory of our ^EGod and ^AKing!