Single Trumpet

If you do not sing my praises,The rocks themselves will shout.(And the daffodils, too!)

It's Morning, Jesus

And out of the cold ground of sleep
I rise to cry glory!
Hallelujah to the King.
Who is the king of glory?
It is the Lord!
Lift up your heads you stems of flowers,
Open up, you blossoms of spring
Cry Glory
Blow the trumpet of hallelujah
That the King of Glory may come in.

(Psalm 24:7-10 MGA)
Middle Georgia Adaptation