Επιμέλεια: Εύα Πετροπούλου Λιανού
In silent awe, the heavens speak,
Of mysteries deep, of wonders meek.
The stars, His whispers in the night,
A canvas wide, with holy light.
The mountains rise, their heads held high,
In reverence to the endless sky.
The oceans bow, their tides embrace,
The boundless love, the tender grace.
Through every leaf and every tree,
His breath of life flows wild and free.
In every dawn, His promise new,
A world reborn in every hue.
The birds sing hymns to praise His name,
The wind declares His endless fame.
In every heart, a quiet place,
Where souls can meet His gentle face.
Beyond the veil of time and space,
He holds us close in warm embrace.
Through joy and pain, He leads us on,
Our constant guide till night is gone.
In silent awe, we stand and see,
The hand of God in all that be.
For every beat, and every breath,
We owe to Him, who conquered death.
