A Pantoum a Day no. 45

God’s splendor is written in the stars;

space itself speaks His story;

His truth is on tour in the starry vault of the sky,

each day gushes out its message to the next,

space itself speaks His story,

night by night whispering its knowledge to all—

Each day gushes out its message to the next,

without a sound, without a word, without a voice being heard,

night by night whispering its knowledge to all—

yet all the world can hear its echo.

Without a sound, without a word, without a voice being heard,

everywhere its message goes out,

yet all the world can hear its echo.

God’s splendor is written in the stars,

everywhere its message goes out,

His truth is on tour in the starry vault of the sky.