My dear King, my own King, without

My dear King, my own King,
without pride, without sin,
You created the whole world,
eternal, victorious King.
King of the mysteries,
You existed before the elements,
before the waters covered the ocean floor;
beautiful King,
You are without beginning and without end.
King, You created the land out of shapeless mass,
You carved the mountains and chiseled the valleys,
and covered the earth with trees and grass.
King, You measured each object
and each span within the universe:
the heights of the mountains
and the depths of the oceans;
the distance from the sun to the moon,
and from star to star.
And You created men and women
to be Your stewards of the earth,
always praising You for Your boundless love.