I’m mesmerized; awestruck over the beauty of your creation. The evidence of your creative genius streams from the heavens with glory. All of earth echoes your name. There is no denying that you are the Master Artist who set before us your most beautiful works of art.
The moon and stars are dazzling, brilliantly glowing against the night sky like jewels mounted in their settings. Still, I’m awed by something even more splendid than the wonders I see above. God, though you’re famous—great and powerful— you know me by name and call me your child. I am your masterpiece.
My Father, whose name is known throughout the universe, you have created me to be just like you. Filled with glory, I’ll shine in the darkness, illuminating the world with your splendor and compassion. Crowned with majesty, I’ll stand in authority before wild animals and magnificent mountains.
What an honor it is to know you and be known by you. Together, we fill the earth with the nature of who you are—the very essence of love.
Compared to all this cosmic glory, why would you bother with puny, mortal man or be infatuated with Adam’s sons? Psalm 8:4 (The Passion Translation)