Ancient of Days


Ancient of Days
By Christine Hare Tate

Oh Ancient of Days
All creation gives You praise.
As trees raise their limbs to Thee,
Flowers flaunt Your artistry.
The stars twinkle in the sky
Because they know You reign on high.
When ocean waves crash on the shore,
It’s You they worship and adore.
Creatures on the land and sea
Bear witness to Your majesty.
Birds that soar beyond our view
Are everyday sustained by You.
How much more should we believe
Your faithful bounty to receive.
Oh Ancient of Days
Men will never know Your ways.
All with breath shall honor Thee,
And exalt your name eternally…




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