Beauty Pales

When I think of all the beauty
In this world to behold
All the precious wonders
In stories I have been told
When I think of all the beauty
You have given my eyes to see
With love and admiration I sing
Praise and Glory my God to Thee.
The magnificence of Your Glory
Stands out and will always hold true
The accumulative beauty of the universe
Pales in comparison to You.
                                                    niz