Lyrics from the “The Creation Suite” by Norma Hickox
BeginningIt is I who see all From a viewpoint high above A swirling cloud of energy With thoughts of truth and love. I have legions I employ To get many tasks done I am the energy for your universe I am your Sun, I am your Son. Birth
Gases swirled and exploded Raining fire and ashes down onto Earth below As we watched hushed and silent He is our Sun. The power and the glory of God Will be forever He is our Sun, He is our Son. Development The planets moved away from their birthplace And as the first one was lifted and on its own It was beautiful to see Like a babe taking its first step This first born Son, this first born Son. As each moved off into the cosmos The silence was broken by a musical tone The Spirit Mind was still connected to each one, through a tiny line This is the way He sends His thoughts down, to all His children They were each a Sun, they were a Son. Growth The Creator’s thoughts formed Into sunsets and dawns They were His Suns They were all His Sons. They gathered two by two in silence Then joined in purity And joined in harmony A chorus strong and beautiful to see. Frustration Suddenly came discontent Then came the storms Winds started howling Rain came pouring down The lightning flashed The storms grew angrier With the power and glory of our Sun The thunder rolled, the lightning flashed and reached out As each grew larger, stronger, hotter Reaching further, growing meaner, tensions building, tempers growing Then the lightning bolts exploded, sizzled, sparks drifted down.
SolutionAs the fire came raining down Everything was covered First the ground was washed all over With a light and glistening rain Over which God hovered Next came the coating On all the trees and beautiful flowers Giving them luster of their own So they could reflect the perfect light Of their only Sun. Then came the fire and glory That shattered into sparks that glowed And found their home in us.
ThankfulnessWe were really quite blessed To receive this love This love from our father. What a most glorious sight We must perfect our souls So we can return to our Father.
Our CreatorThe power and the glory The fire and the beauty The pain and the love. The wonder of Him who adored us From His home above You are His son, you are each His son