All You Do

O God, I shrink before Your size and might,
Your greatness overwhelms my littleness,
and yet You deign to visit me at night
to show me I am great to You no less.

You stoop so low to raise me so high up,
though You need barely glance my humble way,
You bide to fill my never empty cup,
that runneth over with Your love each day.

You plucked me out of nothingness to be,
You formed my life as all about me swirled
Your soup of stars to vast infinity,
and let me share Your Lordship for this world.

How can I not in all humility
bow low in thanks for all You do for me.

                          -- by Pete Voelz          9/05