El Shaddai

El, your lights fill all being
That is why we call you Elohim;
You are the Pleroma

You stand, oh Ancient of Days,
Tall as an axial mountain,
As the cosmic tree of existences

Your fruit is juicy,
Like the milk of a cow
Your flocks in the sky, oh Hadad

You observe and measure
And multiply,
Oh Great Helper

Allah Oloho
Adomic template
Solar and lunar

You seal the rulings of Malchizedek
For you are true Judge,
Leader of all shaddayim

Your pillar is with Jacob
Your staff with Moses
Your rock with David

Oh Great Mother,
Adopter of kings,
Electrum of prophets

Shanqti Soukaina,
We are fashioned into a tent
For your rest

You are both Guest
And shade 
So, let your Mercy fall

Like rain, 
Oh El Shaddai