Let the World Sing…

Let the world fall before Thee,
The One who rule the Earth and the Sea
And drags the wind like as a child will his toy
The plants You let germinate on the grey soil
With Your great hand You made man in Your image
And yet You made the fullness of the Earth man’s wage
The ocean is a drop of water in Your palms
When You breath we have summer for it is warm
And a shepherd sits under the tree to admire Your works
The pine, the amaranthus, the emu, the guava, the ducks
The hairy mistletoe that grows along the way
And the apples that blossom on the month of May
The golden wheat which makes sweet, sweet cakes
And the smiles unseen anywhere but on an infants face
You have given the frogs of the stream a song to sing
Also the shrieking crickets with all beautiful things
They all made fine noise for the Most High
And they raise their voices up to the dark skies
Oh Jehovah, who is like unto Thee,
Who compares to Your mighty Glory?
Let the clouds in their travels sing Your glory
Let the rain in her showers drop Your glory
Let the thunder in her ravaging spark off Your blessings
Let the world arise to sing of Your beauty and adoration!

By Oke Iroegbu

Finance Graduate, Bibliophile and Bard of Ovim, his hometown. Read more at