Majesty on High.

 Majesty on High

A Reflection on Psalm 8:1, Hebrews 1:3, and Psalm 93:1-2

Majesty on high—You are robed in splendor,

Clothed with glory, crowned with light.

The heavens declare Your wonder,

The earth is filled with Your delight.

O Lord, our Lord, how majestic is Your name in all the earth! (Psalm 8:1)

You sit enthroned above the cherubim,

Yet You bend to hear the orphan's hymn.

The angels veil their faces at Your throne,

Yet You call the broken and the weary Your own.

Majesty on high—not distant, cold, or far,

But the radiance of Your glory, the bright and morning star.

You spoke the universe with a single word,

And yet You know the falling of the smallest bird.

The Son is the radiance of God’s glory and the exact representation of His being, sustaining all things by His powerful word. (Hebrews 1:3)

Your throne was established long ago,

From everlasting, You are God, and we are slow

To comprehend the height, the depth, the breadth

Of Your majestic love that conquered death.

So we bow before Your majesty—not in fear,

But in awe, with wonder, drawing near.

Majesty on high—our King, our Lord, our Friend,

Whose reign of love will never, never end.

The Lord reigns, He is robed in majesty; the Lord is robed in majesty and armed with strength. (Psalm 93:1)

Amen.