The mighty man has bent his bow,
It snapped before he dealt a blow.
The one who fed on cream and meats,
Now begs for pennies in the streets.
The woman who had many sons,
Will live to mourn for every one.
For God controls both life and death,
Success and victory in Him rest.
He raises up and razes low,
He arms the weak against his foe,
He gives the hungry food to eat,
He makes the barren womb complete.
So rich or dispossessed are one,
For by God’s hand are these things done.
In honor or in lowliness,
God guides all so His name is blessed.
As glorious as flaming angels are,
Was anything entrusted unto them?
God did not let them rule a single star,
But gave the world as the domain of men.
And Jesus Christ claims all authority,
And He redeemed His people from their plight.
Though He descended to mortality,
He’s now exalted, given His birth-right.
And absolute His power now holds sway,
And nothing is exempted from His reign,
Though you may never see it in your day,
Until that time when heaven’s shores we gain.
Have faith – the substance of the things not seen –
And you’ll be given this all-mighty King!
The glory of God is shined out in the Son:
The radiant light of the Magnificent,
The stamp of His substance, both separate but one,
The image and mold, and the Molder who’s sent.
He carries the world in the laws He decreed.
The physical, moral, and mental He made.
The breaking of law which is sin, perfidy,
By Him He made purification – all paid.
He sits now in honor, with God in the heights,
Thus taking up office as ruler of all,
A priest now forever. On Him fix your sights,
Oh! Trust Him and follow with faith when He calls.