New Living Translation (NLT)
3 He heals the brokenhearted
and bandages their wounds.
4 He counts the stars
and calls them all by name.
5 How great is our Lord! His power is absolute!
His understanding is beyond comprehension!
As I sit here; down below
And stare up into space,
I wonder if there’s someone else
Staring back into my face,
Someone grand and full of knowledge
Who can ride among the stars,
Or maybe someone who is just like me?
Perhaps up there on nearby Mars?
Maybe they’re a tad farther out
Eleven light years or even more?
Sitting quietly there on Ross 128 b
On a rocky, red-colored shore,
Are they short? Are they tall?
Do they dream of their own home?
Are they blue like in Avator?
Or small and funny like a gnome?
But while it’s fun to ponder this,
To wonder if ET does exist?
There is a question with far more weight
That my mind just can’t resist,
Is there in the vast beyond,
A pair of hands that made it all?
And does the face that’s looking back
Manage to hear me when I call?
Cause if it does there’s nothing else
That could ever mean a thing,
For the hands that made the universe
Are the ones to which I cling.
©2018 by William Pierce
Though we are awed by the glory of the heavens and made speechless by the beauty of all that surrounds us, help us to never lose sight of the hands that have breathed life into everything. Thank You, Lord, for the life abundant!