July 6, 2010
You, Lord, make the earth turn
to see the sun again;
You guide the moon in its orbit
to give light in the darkness.
You, Lord, aged the stars and the galaxies
to shine at the appropriate time;
You alone, Lord, know the edges
of the universe in every direction.
It was You, Lord, that exposed Your thought
and in a micro-nano-millisecond
set in motion the world to come.
How great are You, Lord.
How far more intelligent
than the greatest minds of men combined.
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
A Psalm of the Morning
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creation,
God,
nature,
poem,
poetry,
praise,
religious poetry,
spiritual poetry
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