His voice thrunders,
His sneeze flashes light,
His eyes are like the eyelids of the dawn,
His fire is lightning!
His limits are higher than the heavens and,
Deeper than the graves;
He is beyond comprehension,
His age is innumerable,
He is beyond our understanding,
His thunder anounces His coming,
But can we understand how He spread out the clouds?
And no man can look directly at the sun!
He does great things that we cannot comprehend,
His breath gives the ice and the broad waters are frozen at once!
But stop and consider the wondrous works of the Almighty! !
For everythin under the heaven belongs to Him.
He stirs up the sea like a pot of an ointment,
And the works of His fingers framed the sun, the moon, the stars and,
All that is in the universe!
His eyes see all things,
And He tests all mankind! !
For he is righteous and He loves righteousness;
And in His honour is life forever.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem