You are the mounting maker,
They are made by your strength and dressed in power.
For the Earth dances to your holy tune.
You are the sea maker,
The waves move and crash at your command
It is tame within your hands.
You are the sky maker,
The sun and moon move by your hand.
Dawn and dusk take turns to sing your praise.
Father tend your creation,
Make it rich and fertile.
Repair the wrongs that we have done.
Dress your creation in new garments.
Make it all sing your songs of praise.
For you are its maker.