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Our Glorious God—with Saint-Saëns/Galvin

Few writers attempt to cover the Bible's message in one text/poem. This is my attempt to do so. However, I couldn't find a tune that seemed that seemed to fit the text; that is, until David Galvin stumbled across a Saint-Saëns piano concerto tune that, in my opinion, fits the text perfectly! David adapted it so that it's more singable.

See below for the text or click here to view the full text and music PDF.

Our Glorious God
Text by Dustin Battles
Music by Camille Saint-Saëns (Piano Concerto No. 4, 2nd movement), Adapt. By David Galvin
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1. 
Our glorious God unveiled His might,
Creating heavens, seas, and lands.
He spoke and there was glorious light;
He fashioned Adam with His hands.
The skies declare that He is Lord;
We join with them to shout His name!
All things that are came by His word,
For God does all for His own fame.

2. 
Of Eden’s fruit mankind could eat,
But not the tree of knowledge there.
Yet with his wife the man’s deceit 
Aroused God’s wrath and their despair.
Though we, through Adam, stole that fruit,
Deserving punishment and pain,
God promised us a fertile root:
His seed, the Son of Man, will reign!

3. 
In time our God unveiled His plan,
Of saving man from death and sin.
He sent His Son—both God and man;
Salvation only comes from Him! 
The Son, Christ Jesus, gave His life
To reconcile us to our God;
As Lamb, He bore our sin and strife
By interceding with His blood!

4. 
Our Lord, though slain, did not stay dead—
He broke the bondage of the grave!
Ascending heavenward instead,
The Holy Spirit He then gave.
He promised to come back again
To raise the dead before His throne.
Soon we will bow our knees to Him 
Adoring God and God alone. 

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