What Am I?

I travel only one pace, But not by feet or fin. If all God’s creatures would race, There’d be no doubt I’d win. And I’m not only swiftest— No less and never worst, In time of all creation I was the very first. This order has a reason In all life’s sustenance, I’m proof from the beginning Of God’s good providence. You cannot grab my fingers Or hold me to your face, But I can so surround you, You feel my warm embrace. Although your hands can’t catch me, Your eyes can hold withal,...