Poetry

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How majestic is Your name,
Your glory set above Heaven;
I continue to proclaim,
On all that You have given.

Out of the mouths of infants,
You establish strength from foes;
Avenging with elephants,
To instill them with their woes.

When I look up to Heaven,
I see the work of your hands;
The moon and stars are given,
A set place by Your commands.

What is man to know of You,
The Son of man that You care;
Understanding what is true,
Teaching them to say through prayer.

You Him lower than angels,
Crowned with glory and honor;
Reigning through all the channels,
For faith makes you a fawner.

You granted Him dominion,
Over the works of Your hands;
Under His feet in union,
A solid rock where He stands.

All of the oxen and sheep,
Also, the beast of the field;
Are allowed a restful sleep,
The Son of man is revealed.

The birds that fly in the air,
And fish swimming in the seas;
Passes the paths that they share,
As winds makes waves from its breeze.

How majestic is Your name,
O Lord throughout all the earth;
I continue to proclaim,
The beauty of priceless worth.

Copyright © 2025 Richard Newton Sherrer

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