Even the Stones Will Sing

So God created man in His own image

If I don't lift my voice, the rocks gon' cry,

Creation praising Jesus while the world walks by.

If the people stay silent, the winds still sing,

All of heaven keeps worshiping the forever King.

And when I praise His name, everything aligns—

Chains start breaking, darkness loses its shine.

Yeah, He'll use anything, and that's the truth I bring.

If the people won't praise Him, even the stones will sing.

Enemy tried to take the music, twist the sound,

Had the charts on lock, had the world spellbound.

But God's taking back what the devil stole,

Putting fire in my chest and purpose in my soul.

From the club lights flashing to the altar call,

From the beat drops heavy to His whisper small.

I learned real quick what His presence brings—

If the people won't praise Him, even the stones will sing.

If I don't lift my voice, the rocks gon' cry,

Creation praising Jesus while the world walks by.

If the people stay silent, the winds still sing,

All of heaven keeps worshiping the forever King.

And when I praise His name, everything aligns—

Chains start breaking, darkness loses its shine.

Yeah, He'll use anything, and that's the truth I bring.

If the people won't praise Him, even the stones will sing.

I've seen storms calm down when I lift Him high,

Seen chains fall off when I glorify.

Paul and Silas praised in a midnight cell,

And the walls came down, every prison fell.

Jehoshaphat's army didn't fight that day—

They just lifted up a song and God made a way.

If praise breaks battles and praise breaks kings,

Then even in the valley, these lips will sing.

God met me in the quiet when my hope ran still,

Turned my whisper to a roar on a worship hill.

He took all the hurt and He breathed new life,

Turned the wounds of my past into fire inside.

So if the world stays silent and the church grows thin,

Watch the stones cry out, let the praise begin.