This song was written with Keith and Kristyn Getty. This was one where Keith had an idea for the melody, and although the verse was working the chorus wasn’t quite there, so we took turns at the piano trying different ideas until we found something that worked. I think we work well together because although we are very different personalities, with different musical backgrounds and even different church backgrounds, there is a mutual respect that means you value the other’s opinion on your work – we act as a filter for each other.
So once we’d got the melody Kristyn worked on a draft of the words. Where we really wanted to go with this was a song of praise that explores the theme of creation, but does more than, “wow, look at this beautiful, powerful world – isn’t God amazing?”, because I think the Bible has more to say about creation than that.
So the 2nd verse explores the wonder of the One who through whom all things were made, the One who sustains all things by the word of his power, humbly entering the very world he created, and submitting to its indignities, its sufferings. Then the 3rd verse looks at the future of creation – its longing for Christ’s return, when it will be liberated form its bondage to decay and suffering. So, just like us, creation is not right – it carries the mark of suffering, of brokenness, of earthquakes and tsunamis and survival of the fittest, and like us it longs for the liberation of the rule of Christ, when the trees will clap their hands…
Creation sings the Father’s song;
He calls the sun to wake the dawn
And run the course of day,
Till evening comes in crimson rays.
His fingerprints in flakes of snow,
His breath upon this spinning globe,
He charts the eagle's flight,
Commands the newborn baby's cry.
Let all creation stand and sing:
Fill the earth with songs of worship,
Tell the wonders of creation's King.
Creation gazed upon His face;
The ageless One in time's embrace,
Unveiled the Father's plan
Of reconciling God and man.
A second Adam walked the earth,
Whose blameless life would break the curse,
Whose death would set us free
To live with Him eternally.
Creation longs for His return,
When Christ shall reign upon the earth;
The bitter wars that rage
Are birth pains of a coming age.
When He renews the land and sky,
All heaven will sing and earth reply
With one resplendent theme:
The glory of our God and King.