Grab the Moon

I can set water on fire
And make the Pope lie.
Bring silence to a choir,
And make the devil cry.
Make coal shimmer,
And fall from hell.
Turn Saints from sinners,
And land in the sky.
Make zero equal one.
Make myself king.
I can swallow the Sun,
And bite the lightning.
I can make deadmen walk,
And fishes fly.
Make animals talk,
And make the Gods sigh.
I can ponder imponderables.
Make never come soon.
I can do the impossible,
Watch me grab the moon.