Treasure Island

Justin Reamer

(2 October 1993 / Holland, Michigan)

You Are Holy


Lord,
You are the master of creation,
The worker who is great,
You are great,
And You are holy.

You are the hope to the hopeless,
The joy to the depressed,
And the happiness to those who mourn.
You are Holy.

You are the God
Beyond our majesty,
For You are Holy.

God of Wonders
Beyond our majesty,
You are Holy.

You are the Creator of the world,
Ruler of the universe,
The One who resides in heaven,
The One who knows all,
You are Holy.

You are special,
And You are beautiful,
And You are Holy.

You are the Greatest being
In all of the history
Of the entire Universe.
You are Holy, Lord,
And I will always praise You for it.

Submitted: Sunday, September 16, 2012
Edited: Monday, September 17, 2012

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