Lord of All

Lord of All

 

Oh, Lord of the heavens, thou art excellent in power;

 Thy terrible majesty reigneth hour by hour.

Thy children, so feeble, have oft stood in wonder

 At mighty displays of Thy lightning and thunder.

 

There once was a time when the morning stars sang;

 Foundations were laid, and shouts of joy rang;

For Thou commanded the morning and created the light;

 Thou positioned the sun and set it in flight.

 

The sea’s many fishes, all the birds of the air,

 And the creatures Thou madest are exceedingly fair.

The dewdrops so precious, or treasures of the snow,

 Thou sendest wherever Thy desire bids them go.

 

On a crag of the rock makes the eagle her nest;

 Under willows of the brook takes behemoth his rest.

All this is done by the might of Thy hand;

 For Creation obeys Thy slightest command.

 

May humility and reverence keep our hearts ever true;

 For Thou, Lord of All, granteth blessing anew:

Our captivity Thou turneth, and for sorrow, giveth joy;

 Praise of Thy mercy shall our tongues ever employ!

 

 

To Danielle, whom I am pleased to claim

 as my almost-niece; almost-cousin.

Poem taken from Job, chapters 37 to 42