Lord, I praise Your name
and raise my voice
To sing of Your omnipotent power.
Your unequaled Creation is a testament of Glory,
For even terrestrial artists reflect
By the work of hands their intellect,
And you have held the stars to make
Each ray of light and you have shaped
The lamps of she whom I call lovely,
The oval windows that shine softly,
And in them too I see Your artistry.
You placed a moment for first birth,
And one for regeneration,
Another for transformation,
And I feel you touch my heart while I live,
As I love, as I gaze above and smile.
You fill my mind and soul with light,
You make me feel the miracle of life,
And if all could see my heart's delight,
No nova could exceed the glory,
That which is born from your touch.
I am a living ray of light and my word
Issues in blessing like a spirit sword.
In my days keep my hand and guide me,
Lead me onward through this garden,
Let me master the sickle and the seed.
You supply my every need while I just praise You,
Your praise is the glorious robe of my strength.
Extend the beams of my love, Lord!
