Creation

Holy is the Lord God Almighty
Holy is Your Name Oh Lord
Your Name is to be praised above all the earth
What is man that you are mindful of him
We are nothing, like grass
We wither away quickly
Man is so weak, wavering from idea to idea
There is no stability, no strength in man.
Yet you have chosen to love,
To pour Yourself out
To die for dust.
You have reveled Yourself
Have poured out Yourself
That this frail, this temporary person may worship You
May worship, or turn their back on the King of Kings
The Lord of Lords
Splendor and Majesty are embodied in You
Glory and Power all belong to You
When You speak, the earth trembles
At Your command mountains fall
The sea stills
Everything in creation shows Your glory,
Your creativity, Your beauty
The creation shows the Creator
One look at the intricacies
At what you have made
And only the most determined can hope that You do not exist
The most we discover the complexity of the most simple molecules
Let alone the awesome complexity of man
The more difficult and the more frantic,
The skeptics are at finding a legitimate way to deny You
For all of creation points to You