Sons of Korah - Psalm 19a lyrics
[Sons of Korah - Psalm 19a lyrics]
The skies they proclaim all the
Works of His hands
Day after day they pour forth their speech
Night after night they display His knowledge
Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh
There is no speech
Nor any language where their
Voice is not heard their voice it goes out
Unto the ends of all of the earth
Their words to the world
In the heavens He has pitched
A tent for the sun
It’s like a bridegroom coming
For from His pavilion
Like a champion running his
Race and rejoicing from the heat of
The heat of the sun nothing can hide
It rises at one end of the
Sky and goes to the other
It’s like a champion running
His race and rejoicing yeah! Yeah!