Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Psalm 19

The heavens are telling the glory of God;
and the firmament proclaims his handiwork.
Day to day pours forth speech,
and night to night declares knowledge.
There is no speech, nor are there words;
their voice is not heard;
yet their voice goes out through all the earth,
and their words to the end of the world.


It is especially quiet on this pre-dawn morning.

Overnight the temperature fell below freezing. The frogs and insects are silent, perhaps until Spring.

But in the cold dry moonless sky the stars are in full voice.

Psalm 19

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