d. fritz, o. thornton, s. turner)

Sounds of cymbals, harp and lyre
Sounds of timbral, song and dance

Let everything with breath praise
And I won't put my fingers on it

-CHORUS-
David played his blessed harp
And danced violently
I'll blessedly scream
I don't know how to dance
I don't know how to sing
But I'll scream, blessedly scream

Sounds of giants fill the land
If I don't play my part, trees and rocks can

Let everything with breath praise
And I won't put my fingers on it

(repeat CHORUS)

Let everything with breath praise
And I won't put my fingers on it
Let everything with breath praise
And I won't put my fingers on