Psalm 148

The angels have every reason to boast:
in their mission beyond time and form,
in their gift of eternal song.
But see: they brag on God alone.

The sun has every reason to puff its chest:
all eyes turn toward it with every day,
its dawn is the hope of every heart.
But no: it praises the Creator.

The mountains and hills know their swagger:
they are parabolic obstacles and havens,
mysteries and revelations of folklore.
But note: they glorify God’s name.

The fire and hail, snow and wind know their fame:
as life measures its seasons by their impact,
as they toy with comfort and fear.
But listen: their tribute is made to the Sovereign.

So our egos aggrandize themselves in vain:
we who wilt under the sun and rain,
who stumble and wander in need of guides.
Take heed: exaltation belongs to God.

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