Blessed be the Lord*
Blessed be the Lord…
Who out of nothingness sparked all.
Your laws of physics move in designed accord—
From orbiting worlds to arcing snowballs.
All my soul…
You pull me from the shades of the pit,
From spiraling down despair’s black hole
Where soul and spirit strain and split.
And all that is within me…
My darkness cannot comprehend Your light.
You give me hope through eternity.
You soar above heaven’s invisible height.
Bless His Holy Name…
You gave us your all and became a slave,
To be mounted (a billboard) on a Roman frame,
And redeem me from the lie of the grave.