Lord as the Psalmist looked at creation he cried out,

LORD, our Lord,
how majestic is your name in all the earth!

Lord like him when I look at creation I see how majestic you are.

Lord when I look at the waves of the sea braking upon the shore, I see how majestic you are. When I look around and see the distant horizon I see your majesty.

When I see the grandeur of the mountains I see your majesty and yet I also see your majestic wisdom in all the little things you have created.

Lord my heart cries out you are majestic when I read the story contained in your word, here I see more clearly that you are my Lord. As I read the story it has a complex plot but it leads me to the Saviour and the glories of your grace. When I look at Jesus his majesty concealed, living dying and rising again, I can not take it in. I see the Lord of glory suffering for my sin. But on the first Easter day, he triumphs over sin and death as he emerges from the grave, the work of salvation is completed. My whole being says Lord Jesus how majestic you are.

Salvation is by grace alone, Lord that comforts me and I look up to you who is the majestic one for all eternity.