I praise you Lord!
During every tick of the second hand, every chime of the hour, every day of the week, every week of the month, and every month of the year.
On every square foot the sun touches from sunrise to sunset. From north to south. From east to west.
Because you are so high. You are so exalted. Your throne is so elevated. You have to stoop to see the heavens and the earth.
But, you are also so low. You draw near to the most humble human. The man with nothing but dust to his name. The woman with only tears for family. You replace their pain with pleasure.
That’s why I praise you Lord! I worship you at all times in all places because you are so high and so low.