YOUR MAJESTY

We see all that You’ve created,
The blue majestic sky,
Sparkling stars to dance upon it,
The heavens for birds to fly.

The mountains in their splendor,
Etched out upon the sky,
Green valleys placed below them,
So gracefully they lie

Roars and whispers of the ocean,
The way the streams do flow,
The cascading of the river,
The brook, its trickle slow.

The breeze of sweeping winds,
Trees swaying from side to side,
Branches that bow and bend,
Leaves to twirl and to glide.

The snow, the rain, the dew,
Which in the clouds You hide,
Know when to bring refreshment,
And to the land provide.

The array of blossoming flowers,
You’ve clothed so vividly,
Pink, yellow, gold and crimson,
For all the world to see.

All concede of Your existence,
Who in You, would not believe,
When so awesomely together,
The universe You’ve weaved?

A magnificent portrait You’ve painted,
Such pleasure for the eye,
That shouts of all Your Majesty,
And proclaims Your Glory high!