Homegrown psalms

One of my friends said recently that she likes to pray through a psalm, using it to give her the words to say.

I was trying this recently, and I found that it was easier to write it down, and in doing so, I could share it here:

Father, let all the earth praise You.

Let high mountains rise up to praise You; let the desert shimmer with the heat of praise.

Let the crash of waters praise you; waves on the seashore and white waterfalls.

Let the plants and trees praise You; let the tress wave their leaves.

Let the tiny daises turn their faces towards you; let the weeds, nettles, bindweed, brambles fight to grow to your praise.

Let the wind and rain praise You - the power of the gusts singing out your glory and the free gift of water dropping from the sky speaking Your grace.

Let the birds sing your praises, from the wide-winged red kite to tiny fluffy blue tits.

Let the animals praise You; badger, deer, squirrel, let them proclaim that You have made them.

Let the insects praise You; butterflies in bright colours sing of Your beauty, bumblebees industrious in showing your work.

Let those in the waters praise You; from deeps where there are fish so weird they are scary, and huge whales and squid.

Everything in so different, so unique - let it all sing forth the Name of the One who made all things.

Let all humankind praise You, wherever and however they live, let them take breath and shout Your glory

Let us all bow down and give You honour.

Let all creation praise the Lord.

Praise the Lord!