It spins and it sways
to the song of Your grace.
It whirls and it twirls
in an infinite space.
It calls out Your Name in a beautiful riot,
as it announces the glory of Your presence
by trumpet and racing chariot!
You take pleasure in those who fear You,
whose hope is in Your steadfast love.
You send out Your command to the earth,
Your word runs swiftly.
You give snow like wool;
You scatter the frost like ashes.
You send out Your word and melt them;
You make Your wind blow and the waters flow.
The storehouses have been opened!
The snow falls not before blind eyes,
for the intensity of purpose for which
You sent it has opened eyes wide!
Its laughter sings of Your love and beauty!
Let us heed the advice of Your snow.
Let us too praise Your Name with dancing,
making melody to You with song!
Ah, Snow…Sweet Snow…
Sovereign King
