O God Most High, you reign supreme above
While petty sovereigns squabble here with claims
About their mighty powers to push and shove
Their rivals, hoping to enhance their names.
Earth’s kings preside with bluster and profane
Attempts to garner praise for fleeting fame;
But all their pomp is ultimately vain,
For you, Most High, deserve the most acclaim.
O God Most High, your name evokes our praise,
For righteousness adorns your gracious reign;
Your faithfulness flows into all our days
And kindness fills the breadth of your domain.
So as your righteous, godly saints we raise
Our thanks with joy in grateful songs of praise.
This poem won 1st place for the November 2017 poetry contest