Who aligned the stars in perfect succession?
To bring beautiful constellations at His own discretion.
You spoke life into this world; All good in your visage.
But man, you made with your own hands; Molded in your image.

Why are we blessed above all creatures?
Fully equipped us to know your features.
Let us not waste a second in your Grace
Filled with your mercy; until we meet You face to face.

Let us show your essence in every detail
We fail You daily Lord; still You tore the veil.
Your ways are not my ways; I cannot fathom Your mind
Who is He… that without reference; designed

By Kurt Mace