At thy word, there is no blur
At thy word, there is no slur
At thy word, perfection, and all concurs.

The wind will blow
The tides will flow
And it will surely snow
The sun is ablaze
For days there is a haze
All at thy word!

The birds will sing
The bees will bring
Lions will roar
Eagles will soar
Waterfalls cascade to the floor
All at thy word!

The mountains will melt like wax
The earth trembles at that fact
At thy word, there is nothing that we lack.

The lilies dressed in splendor
The animals on their venture
People love to chatter
And here is what really matters.
The thought is absurd
That without thy word
Nothing would be heard.

It all comes together beautifully

AT THY WORD