Poetry

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How majestic is Your name,
Throughout the entire earth;
The best way for to proclaim,
How priceless for all its worth.

Your glory is sung in Heaven,
From the mouth of each child;
How each of us is given,
A gift that not defiled.

You have built a new fortress,
To silence avenging foes;
And calming our distress,
Secluded where no one knows.

As I look up at Heaven,
Creation of Your fingers;
Knowing I am forgiven,
My life no longer lingers.

The moon as well as the stars,
That You have set up a place;
For curing me of my scars,
While feeling Your embrace.

What is a mortal to do,
That You will remember him;
Always as sincere and true,
With joy as not to feel grim.

The Son of Man You took care,
Lower than Yourself was made;
But in Your glory You share,
For in Him it will not fade.

You have allowed Him to rule,
What Your hands have created;
Though many ridicule,
He has not deviated.

All are under His control,
The beasts of the land and air;
As well as every soul,
And fish in the deep down there.

O Lord, splendid is Your name,
Excellent throughout the earth;
I continue to proclaim,
Showing others Your true worth.

Copyright © 2017 Richard Newton Sherrer

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