The Great I Am
by Tricia

High above the moon and sun,

Sits the King, the only one.

He watches what I do and say, 

Even when I'm out to play.



Bigger than a ship or train,

He's the one who sends the rain.

When I cry the sounds of pain,

The son came down to clear the rain.



Greater than a sword or shield, 

All bad evil will stop and yield.

His great love will prevail,

Longer than the largest whale.



Brighter than the sun though red,

T'was His blood that was shed.

Bringing us his kingdom come, 

Granting to his will be done.