January 1985

out in the first morning

i stand

small

puny

insignificant

against the immensity of sunrise

and stars fading away

in the departing night

psalm eight

ringing in my mind

oh great Lord

what am i

that You love me

enough to give me

life and love

sun and stars

music and laughter

eternity forever

beauty where-ever

i look

such joy i have, Lord

while others suffer

why me?

what did i ever do?

my God!

i love You

i thank You

i praise You

i live because of You

everything i am

all i do

is all You

thank you

that i live

that i see

that i love

thank you

for You

Wesley Acres, out on West Lake ice,

very early on a Sunday morning

Psalm 8

O LORD, our Lord,

how majestic is your name in all the earth!

You have set your glory above the heavens.

Out of the mouth of babies and infants,

you have established strength because of your foes,

to still the enemy and the avenger.

When I look at your heavens,

the work of your fingers,

the moon and the stars,

which you have set in place,

what is man that you are mindful of him,

and the son of man that you care for him?

Yet you have made him a little lower than the heavenly beings

and crowned him with glory and honor.

You have given him dominion over the works of your hands;

you have put all things under his feet,

all sheep and oxen,

and also the beasts of the field,

the birds of the heavens,

and the fish of the sea,

whatever passes along the paths of the seas.

O LORD, our Lord,

how majestic is your name in all the earth!