God’s work is everywhere,
Which all of man should know
He blesses all Creation,
And supplies the breeze to blow
Our Creator is not far from us,
As Paul said long ago
For in Him all of us do live,
Walking to and fro
The Maker’s grace guides every move,
With mystery much not solving,
All function of terrestrial,
Rotating and revolving
Celestial too is loved and cared,
No matter big or small
Not one thing goes without a purpose,
God’s hand is in it all
Precision, care, and timing,
He never missed a lick
The Father of perfection
Knows every tock and tick
All plans came from Jehovah’s mind,
He is THE God supernal!
Most infinite and matchless are
His makeup’s being eternal
Once can’t observe the works of God,
Without the feel of awe
Since each emits with love and warmth,
Accompanying a law
So much exists on this vast earth,
With versatility
No mind of man can e’er contain
Such great ability
The noises of all insects,
The colors—-there are many
The beauty of the Universe,
Its contents are quite plenty
The sun, the moon, the planets,
Along with every star
Are beautiful and gorgeous,
Though viewed from much afar
The Lord displays His Majesty,
His wisdom shows so deep
Each element of every whit,
Makes us amazingly weep
God’s work is in the physical
And spiritual also
How tis, therefore, with all He’s done,
Can we BEGIN to know?
The conscience and emotions,
We can’t with our hands touch
Yet, still they both are present,
Yes, oh so very much
Likewise with all else seen and not,
As well as with what’s seen
The glorious appearance glows,
What magnificence and sheen!
The human race, the animals,
The fowls, and all sea creatures
Appear in different shapes and sizes,
Quite different are their features
The raw materials we have
To utilize each day
Came from Almighty God above,
That is the ONLY way!
We must depend on our good Maker,
We should so recognize
That without His good providence,
All of Creation dies
What’s in this world in its own way
Praises God on high
Just study Psalm 148,
And you will find out why
So understand NOW all the way,
And miss its meaning not
God’s wondrous works are bountiful,
For we are blessed a lot
Our baskets overflow with much,
We just can’t figure out
The love and beauty of our Lord,
He spreads Himself about
Let us be sentimental,
Let us be thankful wholly,
Let us completely recognize
To worship Him—-and SOLELY!
He is a God too wonderful,
Too loving, and too good,
To not have His works analyzed
As spell-bound, for we should
The works of God! Let us echo them
Every day on earth
But we can never truly rate
Their ecstasy and worth!
