When I listen I can hear the words.
the words that have no sound.
Yet, I hear them as I hear the birds,
that sing outside my window.
And, they’re proclaiming the same thing,
the same message as the birds.
They’re proclaiming Christ the King.
They shout of His majesty.
One shouts without sound,
the other without words.
Yet, their message so clearly resounds,
resounds of the glory and splendor and might,
resounds of the unparalleled wisdom,
as heralds of the heavenly kingdom.