Is there anything too hard for you, O God, The worker of miracles and wonders? You are the architect of life. You’ve produced the sun, moon and stars. And have authored all of the planets.
You, who are the inventor of light, Have created more than a billion galaxies. You produce all that is good.
Oh Lord, you are the epitome of power And the essence of true greatness. There is nothing too hard for you.
My soul shall freely sing And worship the Lord forever.