His hands so enormous
In it the earth and galaxies live
The clouds are spread like garments
And the stars at night twinkle
How great are his works?
With his hands the sea parts
Men are his crafts
And like him made them gods
At a raise of his hands, the sun rises
At a low, it sets
Under his feet
The earth stands
I stand and marvel at his works
How he does all things
Still dazzles
All is made with his Invisible Hands!
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