He holds the sky in place,
Over the deep blue sea known for swallowing things in.
He separates the ocean from the land with shores.
He contains the organs of the solar system
In the blackness of space.
Rotating the earth on its axis,
He gives permission to day and night.
In darkness, He spoke light.
He commands the moon and dismisses the sun.
Ignore my rhymes, and excuse puns.
Let’s talk about the only begotten Son.
God sent Him here for us.
Now demons tremble When They See Us,
Like America trembled when Netflix
Showed them how they see us.
He is the ghostwriter for the birds in the sky,
Giving them melodies from heaven.
A miracle worker according to my faith,
Oh God, You are Great.
A Raging tempest and a peace be still;
A Carpenter, a Shepherd, and a Rabbi.
He is a man of many skills,
He is great and greatly to be praised.
Scripture Support: Psalms 145:3 “Great is the LORD, and greatly to be praised, and his greatness is unsearchable.”