Knox Bible

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Like a jewel the vault of heaven is set above us; the sight of it is glory made visi-ble.

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Plain to our view is the sun’s passage as it shines out, a very masterpiece of his workmanship, who is the most High.

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How it burns up the earth at noon-day! How fierce its glow, beyond all endurance! Tend thou the furnace, heat is thy daily portion;

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yet three times hotter the sun, as it burns up the hill-side, scorching all with its fiery breath, blinding men’s eyes with its glare.

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Swiftly it speeds on its course, to do the bidding of the Lord, its glorious maker.

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The moon, too, that keeps tryst so faithfully, ever marking how the seasons change,

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and giving the signal when feast days come round! The moon, whose light must decrease till it vanishes,

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and then increase to the full circle, the month its name-child;

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cresset of a watch-fire that lights up the high vault of heaven with its radiant glow.

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And the stars that deck the sky with their splendour, a beacon-light the Lord kindles high above us;

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the summons of his holy word answering so loyally, watching so patiently at their post!

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Look up at the rainbow, and bless the maker of it; how fair are those bright colours

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that span heaven with a ring of splendour, traced by an almighty hand.

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Swift comes the snow at his word, swift flashes the fire that executes his vengeance;

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he has but to unlock his store-house, and the clouds hover, bird-fashion,

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arsenals of his might, whence the pounded hail-stones fall.

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How his glance makes the hills tremble! Blows the south wind at his bidding,

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earth echoes with the crash of his thunder; blows the north wind, and there is whirling storm.

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Soft as roosting bird falls the snow, spread all around; not more silently comes locust-swarm to earth;

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what eye but is captivated by its pale beauty, what heart but is filled with terror at the dark cloud that brings it?

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He it is pours out the frost, that lies white as salt on the earth, the frozen earth that seems covered with thistle-down.

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Cold blows the north wind, and ice forms on the water; no pool but it rests there, arming the water as with a breast-plate;

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frost gnaws at the mountain-side, parches the open plains, strips them, as fire might have stripped them, of their green.

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Remedy for all these is none, but the speedy coming of the mist; frost shall be overmastered by the showers the sirocco drives before it,✻

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and at the Lord’s word the chill blast dies away.

What else but divine wisdom tamed the rising of the seas,✻ and planted the islands there?

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Hear we what perils in the deep mariners have to tell of, and wonder at the tale;

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of the great marvels it contains, living things a many, both fierce and harmless, and monstrous creatures besides.

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Who but the Lord brought the venture to a happy issue? His word gives all things their pattern.

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Say we as much as we will, of what needs to be said our words come short; be this the sum of all our saying, He is in all things.✻

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To what end is all our boasting?✻ He, the Almighty, is high above all that he has made;

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he, the Lord, is terrible, and great beyond compare, and his power is wonderful.

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Glorify him as best you may, glory is still lacking, such is the marvel of his greatness;

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praise him and extol him as you will, he is beyond all praising;

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summon all your strength, the better to exalt his name, untiring still, and you shall not reach your goal.

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Who can tell us what he is from sight seen of him? Who can magnify his eternal being?

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Much more lies beyond our ken; only the fringe of creation meets our view;

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and of all things the Lord is maker. Yet, live thou in the worship of him, wisdom thou shalt have for thy reward.