ELOHIM

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I marvel at the sight of the sun,
The beauty in its flames,
The radiance at which it pierces through the sky
To brighten up each day.

Upon the hills and mountains
The horizon ahead blushes like a maiden
Ready to meet her groom,
The tiles of the sea and her distributaries
Glow with the reflection of the blazing sun.

Amidst the woods and thick forest,
Darkness hides from her shooting arrows,
Flowers bloom in glorious affection
As the sun yawns and stretches to begin the day.

Here I stand in awe and wonder,
I searched and I came this far;
There is more than just the sun…

Behind this perfectly chiselled golden ball,
There stands the Lord that kept it in its stall.
The brilliance of the sun shines His name.

I begin to search deeper,
And I see His hand;
Behind the dancing wave
That moves with the earth's gale,
Behind the wind that mutters in rage
And sings aloud a chorus to His name,
Behind the canopy that windows a link to the celestials,
Behind the depth of the earth
That inhabits the monsters of the dark
That thrive in their monstrous glory,
Behind the giants that live among men,
The trees in great forests;
Those who stand tall in majesty,
Behind the cornea of an eagle,
That devours her prey at one glance,
Behind the song, she sings in victory,
Behind the beasts that roam the earth,
Coated with beauty and honour,
Behind the theatrics of all birds great and small,
Those who sing, dance and beat their drums,
Behind the stars and all planetary bodies,
Billions in zillion folds are the shields of their code,
Behind the gigantic monsters of the sea,
Seven in number are they; count them if you may,
Their offspring link back to their lineage,
Behind the great and small,
The small and tiny, tiny and invisible,
Behind all of the beauties seen and hidden,
Stands the Hand that puts them all in beauty.

The Hand that sew the world in stitches,
He made a cape for it like the form of wings,
He laced the earth with waves and called it sea,
At the very skirt of the earth,
He lavished it with ornaments of various kinds,
Countless are the multitudes of the spectrum
That kisses the huge sky's blanket,
At the very base,
He dressed the earth with riches and treasures.

The same hand belongs to YAH;
Whose name the whole creation chants,
The same YAH is I AM;
Ever-present even before creation,
The same I AM is the WORD;
The one spoken at creation,
The same WORD is CHRIST;
The horn of our salvation,
The same CHRIST is the LIFE;
Breathed to make us a new creation.
The same LIFE is the SPIRIT;
As we live through sanctification,
We'll join with all creation to sing in humble adoration,
Like the roar of rushing waters,
Saying; "Thou art worthy O LORD"
Like the wind that joyfully mutters,
We'll sing a new song before our GOD,
Saying; "Blessed be the name of the LORD"
His name is ELOHIM.
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