This
psychedelic-folk
style song recognising God in creation was written and performed by Australian Roman Catholic (Franciscan Missionary
of Mary) religious sister, Irene O'Connor FMM (ref). It is based on Luke 12:49 "I came to send fire on the earth, and how I wish it were already
kindled!"
The hymn was written while O'Connor was living in Singapore in the mid/late
1960s.
It was included in Fire of God's Love - Songs to Ignite the Spirit, an LP which was recorded
and sound-engineered by Filipino Sister Marimil Lobregat at the
Catholic Radio and Television Centre in Sydney. The album was released by Phillips
in Australia in 1973, and then in the USA in 1976 where it was
distributed by Alba House Communications.
The catalogue of the National Library of Australia says that a 20-page song book was produced by Ave Maria Publications,
c1973, which included the vocals - but it's not clear if this was sheet
music or simply the words.
If you have any more information about the song, especially where to find
sheet-music for it, please leave a message in the Comments box near the
bottom of this page.
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Examples
Original recording by Irene O'Connor
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Lyrics
I see him in the twilight in the twinkling of a star
I see him in the moonlight casting silver beams afar
I see him in the tall thin palm trees swaying in the breeze,
And I hear the murmur of his voice in the rustling trees.
Nature is a song.
Singing to those who listen
Of God, the whole day long.
2 I see him in the dew drops that are glistening in the sun.
I see him clear waters steams that through the valleys run.
I see him in the paddy fields so rich with golden grain,
And I hear him in the pitter-patter of the falling rain.
3 I see him in the rising and the ebbing of the tide.
I see him in the seagulls as so gracefully they glide.
I see him in the pretty shells along the ocean shore,
And as I gaze upon the things he made, it makes me love him more.
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