Listen, Heavens, I have something to tell you.Attention, Earth, I’ve got a mouth full of words.My teaching, let it fall like a gentle rain,my words arrive like morning dew,Like a sprinkling rain on new grass,like spring showers on the garden.For it’s God’s Name I’m preaching—respond to the greatness of our God!The Rock: His works are perfect,and the way he works is fair and just;A God you can depend upon, no exceptions,a straight-arrow God.His messed-up, mixed-up children, his non-children,throw mud at him but none of it sticks.