You sent a plentiful rain.
You sat on Your throne
and the earth shook, the mountains trembled before You
The heavens released their praise
You confirm Your inheritance
Sing all who are created by Jehovah
look to the heavens and seek His face
Shower Him with praise
Sing of His mercy and grace
You stood--silence filled the heavens
Your presence provides goodness to the poor in spirit.
The LORD speaks a word;
Great was the company of those who proclaimed it.
Holy, holy, holy