The Spacious Heav’ns Declare

The spa­cious heav’ns de­clare

The glo­ry of our God

The fir­ma­ment dis­plays

His han­di­work abroad;

Day unto day pro­claims His might

And night His wis­dom tells to night.

Aloud they do not speak

They ut­ter forth no word

Nor in­to lang­uage break

Their voice is nev­er heard;

Yet through the world the truth they bear

And their Cre­at­or’s pow­er de­clare.

The clouds of heav­en are spread

A tent to hold the sun

And like a bride­groom fair

Comes forth the migh­ty one

Rejoicing in his strength and grace

To run his won­drous dai­ly race.

His dai­ly go­ing forth

Is from the end of heav­en;

The fir­ma­ment to him

Is for his cir­cuit given;

His jour­ney reaches to its ends

And ev­ery­where his heat ex­tends.