Make a joyful noise to the Lord, all the earth
Make a joyful noise to the Lord, all the earth
Make a joyful noise to the Lord, all the earth
Make a joyful noise to the Lord, all the earth
The flowers of the field are cryin' to be heard
The trees of the forest are singing
And all of the mountains with one voice
Are joining the chorus of this world
And I will not be silent
And I will not be quiet anymore
Running through the forest
Dive into the lake
Bare feet on beaches white
Standing in the canyon
Painted hills around
And the wind against my skin
Ev'ry ocean, ev'ry sea, ev'ry river, ev'ry stream
Ev'ry mountain, ev'ry tree, ev'ry blade of grass will sing
Make a joyful noise to the Lord, all the earth
Make a joyful noise to the Lord, all the earth
Make a joyful noise to the Lord, all the earth
Make a joyful noise to the Lord, all the earth
