Majestic are the Works of your Hand
 
Manifold are the works of your hand, O Lord!
Who can number them?
You’ve enclosed the dust of the earth in a measure
Weighed the hills in a balance
And the mountains in scales.
In the hollow of your hand
You have measured the waters,
Mensurated heaven with a span,
Lifted up the isles as a speck of dust,
And stretched out the heavens like a curtain;
You have made them your dwelling place.
 
All souls belong to You, O Living God!
You call all You have made by name.
You neither faint nor are You weary!
Your understanding is unsearchable;
Power belongs to You alone.
You are the source of strength;
Majestic are the works of your hand.
 
O Lord, You came to open the eyes of the blind,
To set free those who sit in the darkness,
To establish justice on earth.
You are the Light to the world;
You lead the sons of men
By the way they have not known,
A straight path called ‘The Highway of Holiness’,
Where neither ferocious beasts,
Nor the unclean can travel.
 
The shadow of your wings, O Lord,
Is a stronghold to the outcasts;
To the contrite heart You give comfort.
We have burdened You with our sins
Wearied You with our iniquities;
But your mercies to us are new every morning.
You have blotted out our transgressions,
Clothed us with your Son’s righteousness
And crowned us with everlasting life.
 
Lord, You quench the thirst of the parched land,
Revive every soul that is imprisoned by death
And raise them up in righteousness;
They spring up like willows by the water-courses.
Lord, You are the Rock of our salvation!
 
But those who wear pride like a necklace
Shall be given to the curse and disillusionment
On the day of your wrath;
They shall cast their glory away as refuse,
Their precious things shall profit them not;
For they have not sought your face, O God!
 
Woe are they who strive against You,
O Mighty and Holy One!
Your anger shall burn them to ashes;
On their heads burning coals shall rain,
The fury of your righteous anger.
You will feed them with brimstone,
A burning wind shall be their portion.
The hearts of your elect shall break forth into singing;
With joy they shall lift up your holy name
When You destroy your foes.