The Spacious Firmament

The spacious firmament on high,
With all the blue ethereal sky,
And spangled Heavens, a shining frame
Their great Original proclaim.
The unwearied Sun, from day to day,
Does his Creator's power display,
And publishes to every land
The Work of an almighty Hand.

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.

What though in solemn silence all
Move round the dark terrestrial ball?
What though no real voice nor sound
Amid the Radiant Orbs be found?
In reason's ear they all rejoice,
And utter forth a glorious Voice,
Forever singing as they shine,
The Hand that made us is Divine.

Poem by Joseph Addison, 1712

Calligraphy and design by Cari Ferraro, 2012

More about this work at my Journal, here.

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