The constellation of the stars,
And all that lives in the skies,
The brightly shining moon,
The brighter sunlight,
The vast multitude of Angels,
The twenty and four elders,
The Armies of Heaven,
You host them all, Jehovah Sabaoth!
What a great and Mighty Host You are!
The way You accommodate them all
And make them stay in their position,
The way You don't mistake their time
And season of manifestation,
You don't confuse them,
You see that each manifest accordingly,
You are the Lord God of hosts, Jehovah Sabaoth.
The rain at its time and season,
The brightening and darkening of the clouds,
You made them for a reason,
You distinguish times and season,
You've got them all in Your hands,
And many more of the wonders of the world,
You made them beautiful to behold,
You host them all, Jehovah Sabaoth!
The hosts of heaven and of earth,
They proclaim Your wonders,
They declare Your awesomeness.
The hosts of heaven and of earth,
They never stop to manifest Your Glory,
Radiating it all over the places,
You are the Lord God of hosts, Jehovah Sabaoth!
Thank you for your time.
My pen doesn't bleed, it speaks, with speed and ease.
Still me,
My tongue is like the pen of a ready writer.
Olawalium; (Love's chemical content, in human form). Take a dose today; doctor's order.