"Hanging On Nothing"

It hangs upon nothing

This orb that we ride

That God has created

With joy and with pride

The earth in its glory

Is soon now to be

For God in his wisdom

Will soon set it free

He'll sponge it and wash it

And rinse it at last

Thus form a new kingdom

Erasing the past

The earth will be shiny

Will sparkle and glow

A place where God's servants

In comfort can grow

"How wise now the maker"

These words we now cry

This orb that we're riding

around him will fly

Though hanging on nothing

And silent and free

A jewel of great value

It has proved to be

For earth wide with pleasure

God's message has spread

The old world has ended

With all of its dread

Thus now as we're riding

This glorious sphere

We're hanging on nothing

With nothing to fear!

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Job 26:7

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- notes for talk given by one of brothers in my congregation -