Here is a manip I did for the third verse of the hymn "The Love of God". I haven't heard the song yet, but someone shared the verse, and it was so pretty I wanted make something for it.
Could we with ink the ocean fill,
And were the skies of parchment made,
Were every stalk on earth a quill,
And every man a scribe by trade,
To write the love of God above,
Would drain the ocean dry.
Nor could the scroll contain the whole,
Though stretched from sky to sky.