awe that comes
From comprehending the Holy
Why do we chase the things
That we made with our hands?
So would You open our eyes
To see You as are
The Faithful Witness
And The Morning Star
You are the uncreated one
Matchless in all that You are
You are beyond all reason
And concept of man
Then the silence comes
To the all in all
Oh my Lord, I am forever Yours
Maker of all the earth
My closest friend
Oh my soul, sing to the morning star
The one who made light from dark
And fashioned my heart