He wraps Himself in light He spreads out the heavens And walks on the wings of the wind.
He sends forth the springs The flow between moutains. The birds of the air dwell Lifting their voices in song-
All praises and honor forever.
He made the moon for its season, The sun knows it setting. He looks at the Earth and it trembles,
I will sing to the Lord all my life, I will sing praises to my God - Praises to the Lord, oh my soul.
Singing glory, hallelujah! All praises and honor forever. More from Fernando Ortega