Oh Lord you are the beauty of all beauties, beautiful beyond description
In holiness, you garnished the heavens, and your throne encompassed with Holiness
An echoing melody rises from your holy throne: “Holy, holy, holy Lord.”
Your beauty plastered on your little ones, your holiness permeating from their eyes
Seas cry out in awe of the splendour of your beauty that beautifies the beautiful night
You are such an excellent Jehovah, your omnipotent power empowers the weak bones to strength
Blessings after blessing roll from your bosoms to the hungry children
The holy ghost tides bring a marvellous season of joy—no more sorrow, no more weeping
Your joy, oh Lord, is strength to your kids in a scrupulous, malicious time
Your agape moving like a hurricane on the winds of grace surpassing the power of sin
Through your beloved first son, all sin is forgiven, pain and misery disappearing into obscurity
Your cloud of glory lifting me from doxa to doxa, ever empowering your children with strength to strength
sounds of praise I raise unto you, oh Lord. Supplications of my heart echo from your voice, which speaks volumes of life.
You are my all in all, Eternally amazed by you
Yahweh