All God wants is our praise
When we don’t He feels mocked
When neglected He will rely on
Praise from all of the rocks
A rock has no feelings
It is a cold, inanimate stone
But when God seeks them out
It is because He feels alone
It would be an astounding thing
Listening to the rocks praise Him
It would also be quite humbling
Realizing our failure deep within
If all of the rocks praise Him
It would be fantastic when they cry
The din would be deafening
As they sing praises on high
I never want to hear them
It would mean that I have failed
That is why I worship Him
Unto Him, my praises loudly sail
Scripture reference - Luke 19:40