Poetry

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Sing praise onto our Lord,
How majestic is His name;
Glory in Heaven adored,
Let every creature proclaim.

Out of the mouth of sucklings,
He ordained strength over foes;
To still them of the killings,
In making the crimson flows.

When you look at His Heaven,
Seeing work of His fingers;
The moon and stars have given,
Sets in a place that lingers.

What is man to be mindful,
The Son of man that He cares;
Having a love so thoughtful,
And graciously that He shares.

Yet He was made as lower,
Than the angels in Heaven;
A fawner as a sower,
Glory and honor given.

He is given dominion,
Over the works of His hands;
As fact and not opinion,
Everything that He commands.

All sheep and beasts of the field,
As well as birds in the air;
Where the passages are sealed,
And sea creatures that are there.

How majestic is His name,
Our Lord over the earth;
Of the God who we acclaim,
In having such priceless worth.

Copyright © 2021 Richard Newton Sherrer

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