Who Then Is Like Our God? Poem by Frank McEleny

Who has measured out the waters
In the hollow of His hand?
Who has measured out the heavens
And measured them with a span?

Who created every star
And knows them all by name?
Who has knelt down at His feet
And still remained the same?

Who then is like our God
Who is brighter than the sun?
Who is Father, Son and Holy Ghost
Who is three but who is one

Lift up your eyes on high
And see the glory of our King
See the heavenly choirs of angels
Lift their voice to Him and sing

Man's own strength it has an end
And even young men fall
But those who wait upon the Lord
Shall hear the Master's call

Rise up, rise up ye weary saint!
And fly where eagle's fly
You will run and shall not faint
You shall soar into the sky