Crags And Clay

	  		
(D  F#m7/C#  Bm  G )

Standing up from crags and clay 
The peaks of earth 
In full display 
They break the lines 
That break the sky 
That's full of life 
Full of life 

The chaos of creation's dance 
A tapestry, a symphony 
Of life himself 
Of love herself 
It's written in our very skin 

All praises to the one who made it all 
Who made it all 
All praises to the one who made it all 
And finds it beautiful 

Soil is spilling life to life 
Stars are born 
To fill the night 
The ocean's score 
The majesty 
Of sculpted shore 
Mystery 

All praises... 
Fearfully and wonderfully and beautifully made