The Lord our God is above us,
we cannot fathom his wisdom;
Though he graciously went below us
he will always be seated above.
The Lord is beyond our bones,
yet he captured himself inside them;
The Lord is free of our flesh,
yet he willingly stepped inside it.
Christ was condemned as sinful man
though he himself was blameless;
Though he was spotless, without blemish,
he incurred the wrath.
He alone has the power to reign,
only he can serve as judge;
There is no other so high and holy,
no other so righteous and wise.
He does not fit inside of our minds,
no idol or book can contain him;
Yet he opts to reveal himself in mysteries,
his Spirit indwells our souls.
We never will manage to grasp his breadth,
we never will fathom his depth;
We never will fully comprehend him,
but, us, he wholly imagines.
He imagines our hearts and creates our souls;
with intricacy we are formed.
He designs our bodies and crafts our spirits;
with intimacy we are tailored.
O God of infinite wisdom,
O Lord of eternal fortitude,
We humbly kneel before you,
we quiet our chaotic hearts,
We await your mysterious words,
we offer to you our souls.