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The firmaments interwoven with wonder and hue
Show forth the handiwork that moral man views
Be it an ancient shepherd or modern space flight
The finite sees the Infinite might
The speech of heaven utters from day to day
And knowledge of night to be assayed
Man is without excuse the voice have all heard
For the natural revelation speaks of his word
The sun in it chamber, its circuits to behold
They speak of the Maker to every man's soul
This is the tapestry woven by the Son's hands
The threads bind the God's immutable plans
Psa 19:1-3 The heavens declare
the glory of God; and the firmament sheweth his handywork. (2) Day unto
day uttereth speech, and night unto night sheweth knowledge. (3) [There
is] no speech nor language, [where] their voice is not heard.
 John
10:9 I am the door: by me if any man enter in, he shall be saved, and shall
go in and out, and find pasture.
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