At the Sea’s Furthest End
No man saw your footprints, Lord,
As your mighty Wind did cry.
It breathed over unknown waters,
Rushing beneath the domeless sky.
No man saw your hand, Lord,
As you blest the deep, dark depths.
You crafted well what none will know
At the sea’s furthest breadth.
No man saw your power, Lord,
When first you raised the morning sun.
It touched pink, newborn waves.
Glory to the Three in One!
No man saw your joy, Lord,
Though angels shared your delight,
As with the monsters you played;
Glowing creatures of the night.
No man saw your wisdom, Lord,
As from your Cherubim Throne
You gazed into the great abyss,
Fully knowing the unknown.
The waters bear your story, Lord,
Boundless depths, as such they should.
You cupped the sea in your hands
And thus pronounced it good!