Oh come, let us sing to the Lord,
And let us make a joyful noise;
To the rock and in one accord,
Knowing the sound that He enjoys.
Let us come into His presence,
With thanksgiving as song of praise;
Existing for giving pleasance,
A joyful noise as voices raise.
For our Lord is a great God,
And a great King above all gods;
This is why we honor and laud,
Because all others are just frauds.
In His hand are depths of the earth,
The heights of the mountains as well;
All creation a priceless worth,
Seeing all the creatures that dwell.
The sea is His for He made it,
As His hands had formed the dry land;
Such a noble righteous merit,
That is so majestic and grand.
Come, let us bow down and worship,
Let us kneel before our Lord;
Having heart and mind to stir up,
Showing He is loved and adored.
For He is the Lord our God,
We are the sheep of His pasture;
If you hear His voice you must laud,
Impart from every Scripture.
Never allow to harden heart,
When you go in the wilderness;
Praising the Lord right from the start,
Never allowing bitterness.
When your fathers started to test,
For wanting to find out some proof;
Our Lord had thwarted their quest,
Making it look more like a spoof.
The truth is soon to be disclosed,
But for forty years God had loathed;
A generation that opposed,
But worship the body unclothed.
They are people who went astray,
But God has sworn to use His wrath;
They shall not rest upon that day,
When they have crossed over His path.
Copyright © 2019 Richard Newton Sherrer
