Worship

Last Sunday I was tired of the me me me of worship, and I wrote the following:

Jesus, be blessed today. Praise You, Lord Jesus. 

Great are You. All power is Yours. You've created everything. You've set it all in motion. All physical creation exists because of You. You put all the laws of "nature" in place, and You called it good. 

As history unfolds, it is Your hand that guides. Your hand than raises and lowers. You are the absolute authority. You hold it all in Your hands as creation itself unwinds over time. Only You are all knowing. Only You know the end and the path each part will take to get there.

You are beyond comprehension by creation. You who spoke everything into existence are above that which You created, and exceedingly so.

You are good. You do thing based on love, justice, compassion, mercy, and truth. You do things perfectly. You are pure in every way.

Praise you Lord Jesus.