Oh Lord, how majestic is Your name in all the earth! When I pause to consider the works of Your hands, my heart is overwhelmed with wonder. You spoke, and galaxies were birthed; You commanded, and the stars flung themselves into their places, burning brightly to declare Your infinite glory. “The heavens declare the glory of God, and the sky above proclaims His handiwork.” (Psalm 19:1). Who am I, Lord, to behold such beauty, to gaze upon the canvas of Your creation and call You my God? Your glory is uncontainable, like the roaring of mighty oceans, surging with power and grace. The mountains rise and bow before You; the valleys echo with the whispers of Your greatness. Even the winds carry Your name, and the trees clap their hands in praise. “Let the rivers clap their hands; let the mountains sing together for joy.” (Psalm 98:8). Who can stand in the presence of Your splendor and not be moved to worship? You are the King of kings, clothed in majesty and light, dwelling in unapproachable...