"The Glory of His Name"

We sang this song, in church yesterday, by Nathan Partain....

I loved the words.

Let my whole soul bloom like a morning flower,

spread out my arms to sing my Maker's praise;

and let that sound, a flock of birds, come pouring.

The rivers rise and flood their rocky banks;

the flute o'erflows, the drum o'erflows, the voice o'erflows 

the glory of his name

 Then breaks my soul, a mighty clap of thunder;

the pillars shake, the heav'ns begin to fall;

the mountains split, a world of fear and wonder.

 The dark is day, the forest stripped and bare;

the wise laid low, all might laid low, all thoughts made known

the glory of his name.

Yet in my soul his calm is ever speaking,

through every hour, against the violence there.

He is the King, though all I see is dying;

when all has passed, his word will still be there.

The earth rejoice, the sea rejoice, his saints rejoice

the glory of his name.