All the Words I Have to Give

Photo Credit: Benjamin Joyce

(By Rachel T Joyce)

Into the darkness, the Word spoke

His words, and light was born.

Then sky; waters were separated

From waters and dry earth appeared.

The Word called all into being:

Plants and trees, moon and sun.

He breathed out the stars,

Spoke merely the word and birds

Soared high and fish swam deep.

Then all the animals scurried

About the earth, and finally

He made us.

Maker of all, my Lord and Creator,

I marvel at Your greatness, bow

Low before Your power. I have no

Words, no way to fully comprehend

The awesomeness of who You are

Of all You’ve done: Your might,

Your wisdom. In holy awe, I bow,

Fall to Your feet and worship You

My Lord and God because

You alone deserve all my praise,

All of my worship, all the words

I have to give.