The rocks cry out.
Speech pours forth from the sky.
Even the caged bird sings.
The ministry of nature is bold.
We,
with mouths molded
by our creator
We, with lips
lovingly set
with borrowed breath
We, called above
the creatures of the earth
that sing gospel harmonies
in blooms and leaves
and trumpet salvation
We,
the crown of God's creation
Designed be his mouthpiece
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Will we join the sound?
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Or stay silent?
“Whatever I tell you in the dark, speak in the light; and what you hear in the ear, preach on the housetops." Matthew 10: 27