Thou art higher than anything men call God
Whether in, under, or over the sod.
Thou art mightier, mightier by far.
Why worship the mere sun, moon, or small star?
Thou hast all wisdom. All wise art Thou.
How ignorant to bow before cicada, crow, or cow.
There is no attribute which man can name
But what You surpass the zenith of the same.
Yet sin, in blindness, has led men to stoop,
And acclaim worship to the chicken or the “coop.”
– eab, 5/2/07
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