If every blade of grass had eyes,
Every stone had a mind to remember.
If every tree along the way
Had ears to hear and eyes to see.
If every living bug could write a history.
What deafening testimony
Against the things of man?
Let your soul quiver with fear.
For the Living God lives in all that lives,
And all that lives, lives in him.
He has eyes to see and ears to hear.
Nothing escapes his accounting.
Have we not known?
Have we not heard?
The entire history of all our doings
Lives in the memory,
That unfailing Living memory,
Every Man will give
By His Grace