When I look at my life
And consider your grace so lavish
I fear and tremble for life
Life without your breath would vanish
When I look at my days
And remember your mercies so excess
I quake and tremor for days
Days without your hand would recess
When I look at my health
And recall your healing so plenty
I shake and fidget for health
Health without your heat would empty
When I look at my seasons
And recall your love so bounteous
I weep and wail without reasons
Reasons with meanings so plenteous
When I delve into my making
And ponder your craft so clever
I fumble and rumble for making
Making you finished without a lever
When I remember my pre-natal trappings
And weigh the size of its releasing spirit
I’m dazed and dazzled with dieless shakings
Shakings that confirm the strength of your holy Spirit
I turn to the sides of the north
And perceive heaven’s unfolding splendour
I’m rumpled and crippled to the south
South with sites of prevailing grandeur
At the mouth of heaven’s crystal gate
I behold the might of your glittering breath
And measure the weight of earth’s fate
I see the breadth of your wisdom without length
I wonder what you put in creation
That make the universe that automated
Sights and sounds, heights and depths without mention
All resound the beauty of the One not created
So I cannot but fear and tremble
And wonder the power of your every word
That caused the whole world to assemble
Assemble at the instant of your very Word
Who can fathom a tint of your boundless wisdom?
Who can tell the frame of your endless being?
Who can guess the immensity of your Spirit’s tendon
I still fear and tremble in my ticking being
CHIZI DANIELS ©
JAN 2019