Hands - The Heavens And The Earth

God, let all creation sing
Let the mountains rise
Let the oceans breathe
God, let all creation sing
From the dust we rise
From Your breath we breathe

In the beginning
When You set the night from the day
Or when you shaped the earth and the sky was formed
As the seas obeyed
But when You came to rest
In the quiet whispers of the trees

And in the midst of all this perfection
Did you think of me
Did you think of me
From the dust we rise
From Your breath we breathe

By Your design
We are conceived
From the dust we rise
From Your breath we breathe

By Your design
We are conceived
Creator
Creator
Creator
From the dust we rise
From Your breath we breathe