“Let everything that have breath praise the Lord.”

One preacher said this; one morning I was awakened by the sound of birds singing. And as I begin to listen to their songs in the spirit of my mind, it sounded as if the birds were singing praises unto the Lord. And in my spiritual mind and imagination I heard the birds giving God praises.

As I listen to the birds sing, it sounded as if the Mockingbird was singing “Thank You Jesus, Thank You Jesus.”

Then the Crow join in the songs of praise and it sounded like it said, “Give Him Praise, And Give Him Praise.”

Then the Woodpecker followed suit and said, “Lord, Lord, Lord, He’s so good.”

Then a Jaybird got happy and started to shout, “Yes He Is, Yes He is.”

The Robin stuck out its red breast and began to flap its wings and shouted “Jesus is All Right with Me.”

As the Cardinal looked on it began to sing, “He Sweet I know.”

The Hawk was moved by such wonderful singing that it got excited and began to sing, “What a Fellowship, Why Don’t You Try Him.”

And a Buzzard that was flying over looked down and began to sing, “He Can Raise the Dead.”

Then the Nightingale said, “Wait One Minute, He Can Give Sight to the Blind.”

And the wise Owl said, “Who, Who, Who.”
Anybody here, “Know who?”

And then the Road Runner jump up and began to shout “Jesus, Jesus, Jesus.”

The Sparrow began to shout “If You Fall He Will Pick you up.”

The Peacock began to flutter its wings and dance and began to shout, “I Feel a Fire Shut Up In My Bones.

Then the Dove began to sing “God Is Love, He So Loved the World That He Gave His Only Begotten Son.”

And the Parrot shouted out “Jesus Saves.”
And the Raven shouted “To the Upmost.”

Then the Bluebird began to sang, “I know that’s Right, because He’s so good.”

The Eagle flew over with it wings widely spread as if to be directing all of the songs of praise and said, “Lord Use Me.”

Oh yeah in my spiritual mind and imagination I heard the birds singing songs of praises like an angelic choir, giving God the praise.

I don’t want the birds to out praise me. I don’t want the ants to out work me.

“Let everything that have breath praise the Lord.”

Author Unknown

I came across this in my reading (I try to read everyday).