The Creation
And God stepped out on space,
And looked around and said,
I’m lonely—
I’ll make me a world.
And as
The world was rolling on
The air was thick
And joyful music began to play,
As God stepped out on space,
And spoke the word.
And that’s how
The world was created,
And from the void came
The waters and the sky.
And now
I walk in the breeze,
Hear the whispering trees,
And feel life’s gentle stir,
For I was there,
When God made the world.
- James Weldon Johnson