My Son (First Sunday After Epiphany: The Baptism of Our Lord)

The voice of the Lord shakes the trees,
The voice of the Lord splits the flames,
The voice of the Lord shakes the thunder’s reply,
The voice of the Lord calls Your name…

The voice of the Lord rides the waters,
The voice of the Lord rides the waves,
The voice of the Lord plumbs Your baptism’s depths,
The voice of the Lord calls Your name…

The spirit, a dove, now descending,
The spirit of God, burning flame,
The spirit of God, roaring fiery bright,
Now gentle, now calling Your name.

The voice says, “You are my beloved.”
The voice says, “You are my own son.”
The voice says, “With you, my child, I’m well pleased.”
The voice of the Son calls my name.