Beauty beyond compare

What a joy to know the Lord
What a joy to know the King
To know that He is real
He does exist

All earth proclaims
Who made the stars dear friend?
I know them by name He says
Beauty beyond compare

From the lilies in the field,
To the number of hairs on my head
How unfathomable His knowledge
How wide His wisdom

If we would seek
He says we’d find
Draw me close to thee,
With You I’m me.