AGH 079

Verse 1

The spacious firmament on high,
With all the blue ethereal sky,
And spangled heavens, a shining frame
Their great Original proclaim.
The unlearned sun from day to day,
Does his Creator's power display
And publishes to every land
The work of an almighty hand.

Verse 2

Soon as the evening shades prevail,
The moon takes up the wondrous tale,
And nightly to the listening earth
Repeats the story of her birth;
While all the stars that round her burn
And all the planets, in their turn,
Confirm the tidings, as they roll,
And spread the truth from pole to pole.

Verse 3

What though in solemn silence all
Move round this dark terrestrial ball;
What though no real voice or sound
Amid their radiant orbs be found;
In reason's ear they all rejoice,
And utter forth a glorious voice,
For ever singing, as they shine,
''The hand that made us is divine!" Amen