All Creatures

All creatures of our God and King
 Lift up your voice and let us sing
 O praise Him! O praise Him!
 Alleluia.
 Creation sent to me the centipede
 To witness the complexity
 Of one hundred legs that were moving unexpectedly
 Ironically, just as they were meant to be
 They're fearfully and wonderfully made
 An organism prays in circadian rhythms
 The sun will rise, and the sun will set
 The sun will rise again so lift up your head
 This is life, not a static object preserved and displayed
 Like a relic of the dead
 You are not a fruitless tree with a rootless disease
 Growin' in a bucket in a rich man's home
 Next to the TV, tamed and alone
 Learnin' to lust for the things you don't own
 Like an armchair warrior who's been dethroned
 Declawed and fixed
 Fightin' for your life with unattended slit wrists
 Don't let your name get intermingled with a number
 Cause it's time to awaken from the devilish slumber
 And freely follow the forerunner to the Fatherland
 And rally 'round the Renaissance man
 And the wisdom of His ways
 And all the work of His hands
 Catch come as catch can
 Concentrating on the good words of the Son of Man
 The plan is to withstand the demands of a confused oppressor
 A wolf in sheep's clothes with monotonous lectures
 And questionable gestures
 Unequal measures
 Cultural pressures
 And synthetic textures
 Force fed instead of the most beautiful architecture
 Of our long lost, forgotten origins
 Earth, seed, fiber and the blood of my kin
 And that old rock where we confessed our sins
 Oh, my God, fellow man, and this great land
 They all cry out for full restoration
 And this will take patience
 And this will take the tribes and tongues of all the nations
 And all of creation groans in anticipation
 Waitin' for the Son of God to be manifest
 And I can feel it burnin' in my chest
 The liberation for the oppressed
 And it's beautiful like the feet that bring good news
 It's beautiful like this freedom tune
 It's beautiful like the power to choose, to change
 Beautiful like the long awaited rain
 Beautiful like the healing pains
 Beautiful like to holy flames
 Coming down
 All creatures of our God and King
 Lift up your voice and let us sing
 O praise Him! O Praise Him!
 Alleluia