Holy, holy , holy,
The power of life pure energy,
As a celebration of God in everything
That radiates forth love's divine song.
The singing of the morning birds,
The beauty of creation's words
That speak in a whispers and teach
The gift of spirit so alive and free.
Holy is the breath of light,
Holy is the blessings so bright,
These infinite sensations that bring
The visions of God's divine creation.
Here we are able to become our dreams
And to bring forth life,
And with grace be redeemed
The divine blueprint that evolves eternally.
Holy, holy, holy,
he power we have to create
A true reflection of heaven's place,
Yet alive here in this time and space.
Recognize the gifts you have
And hear the holy song,
Give thanks for all the blessings that abound,
This life's music and symphony of sounds.
We are miracles that are awakening
To God's highest vibrations echoing,
And evolving, and transforming creations,
Such great wonders of the Mother's making.
Celebrate the gifts you've been given
And in the silence of the soul just listen,
Give thanks for God's love that's alive
This presence so holy in our lives.