He Who Owns The Universe Poem by Ernestine Northover

Glorious is our Lord,
In his station up above,
Glorious, the one adored,
With his endless flow of love.

He who owns the heavens,
The earth and planets far,
He who owns the universe,
Sun, moon and each bright star.

We are but a speck,
In his wide and wondrous hands,
We are but a fleck,
In his wide and pleasant lands.

He will always constant be,
Our guardian at our side,
He will always be continually,
Our Saviour and our guide.

© Ernestine Northover