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This is a song I wrote back in 2009 based on Psalm 8, which invites us to recognise the beauty of what we see around us and humanity's responsibility to care for it - God made us a little lower than angels, says the Psalm.
Thought it was about time I had a go at releasing it properly as a single.
lyrics
All that you have made just makes me sing
The sun and moon and stars and everything
Your thumb and fingerprints on all I see
The grass and plants and flowers, a million trees
The land, it chokes on all our filthy rags
Our gas and cathode rays and plastic bags
And now the sky is broke it rains in June
It’s hard to see how we were made like you
Why do you bother?
Why do you care?
You put this earth beneath our feet
and gave it all to share
Why do you bother?
Why do you care
Its not like we are angels
We’ve not been very fair.
All that you made just makes me sing
The sun and moon and stars and everything
Your thumb and fingerprints on all I see
The grass and plants and flowers, a million trees
Your handiwork makes me feel one foot small
Like a picture in a frame on a gallery wall
And yet we chose to smash and grab and take
A canvas lying torn about to break
Why do you bother?
Why do you care?
You put this earth beneath our feet
and gave it all to share
Why do you bother?
Why do you care?
Its not like we are angels
We’ve not been very fair.
All that you have made just makes me sing
The sun and moon and stars and everything
Your thumb and fingerprints on all I see
The grass and plants and flowers, a million trees