The substance we're made of
Is moving beneath our feet
The crust of this planet
Is shaking beneath our path
These masses once rose
To separate water from land
Now they tremble
In awe of the creator
There is no rock He cannot move
No stone He will not turn
Chaos became creation
Creations returns to chaos
Mountains bow down
The plants point to him
They exist for one reason
To honor the creator
Beasts come out of their holes
Everything that bleeds turns to him
They exist for one reason
To honor the creator
There is no rock He cannot move
No stone He will not turn
Chaos became creation
Creations returns to chaos
Mountains bow down
The plants point to him
They exist for one reason
To honor the creator
Dust and dirt
Rocks and stones
Are only the precursors of his presence
Oh how small am I
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The substance we're made of
Is moving beneath our feet
The crust of this planet
Is shaking beneath our path
These masses once rose
To separate water from land
Now they tremble
In awe of the creator
There is no rock He cannot move
No stone He will not turn
Chaos became creation
Creations returns to chaos
Mountains bow down
The plants point to him
They exist for one reason
To honor the creator
Beasts come out of their holes
Everything that bleeds turns to him
They exist for one reason
To honor the creator
There is no rock He cannot move
No stone He will not turn
Chaos became creation
Creations returns to chaos
Mountains bow down
The plants point to him
They exist for one reason
To honor the creator
Dust and dirt
Rocks and stones
Are only the precursors of his presence
Oh how small am I
Is moving beneath our feet
The crust of this planet
Is shaking beneath our path
These masses once rose
To separate water from land
Now they tremble
In awe of the creator
There is no rock He cannot move
No stone He will not turn
Chaos became creation
Creations returns to chaos
Mountains bow down
The plants point to him
They exist for one reason
To honor the creator
Beasts come out of their holes
Everything that bleeds turns to him
They exist for one reason
To honor the creator
There is no rock He cannot move
No stone He will not turn
Chaos became creation
Creations returns to chaos
Mountains bow down
The plants point to him
They exist for one reason
To honor the creator
Dust and dirt
Rocks and stones
Are only the precursors of his presence
Oh how small am I
Writer: Theoptia
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid