Bring Forth the Living

Let the waters come together

Let the dry land appear

Let the seed bear fruit

As we all gather here

Let there be lights

In the dome of the sky

Let them rise, let them cry

And the tears call the night

Bring forth the living

Including the creeping

And the birds multiply

Before the sweet by and by

One day, two days

Three days and four

Five days, six days

And seven on the moors

Let’s rest