Get on the Gittith - Psalm 8

The maranatha piano hammers down as Phyllis bobs her head casually, waiting for the build up.

A pause.

Phyllis lowers her ear to the keyboard, you can’t hear anything, but she can.

And slowly you start to hear the rumbles, the choir is repeating almost silently “Oh, Lord, Our Lord, How majestic is You name in all the earth”

The combination of sounds crescendo on a logarithmic line, slowly at first, then before you know it, the Phyllis is standing to get the most impact on the piano keys, and the choir belts out “OH LOOORRRRD”

Anyway, that’s what I think of when I think of Psalm 8