The spacious ferment on high
With all the blue ethereal sky
Spangled heavens, a shining frame
of Their origin, proclaim
The unwearied Sun
from day to day
does his creator's powers display!
And publishes to every land,
the works of an Almighty hand!
Soon, as the evening shades prevail
the Moon takes out it's celestial tale
And nightly to the listening Earth
it tells the story of her birth!
Whilst all the stars
that round her burn
& all the planets in Their turn
confirm the tidings as they roll
and spread the Truth
from pole to pole!
What though , in solemn silence all
moves round this dark terrestrial ball
What though , with no voice nor sound
amidst their radiant orbs, be found
In reasons ear they All rejoice
and utter forth a Glorious voice
forever singing as They shine
the hand that made Us IS Divine!!!
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