The sky was burnished copper where
It ringed the rising moonAnd both were set in darkness for
Midnight was coming soon.
I’ve seen the moon a thousand times,
But never quite that way
And, while some might think it eerie,
It took my breath away.
It left me pondering again,
How mighty is the hand
That offers such amazing sights
Merely at His command.
How grand the artistry of Him
Who fills the sky with light,
Whether it be the sun by day
Or misty moon at night.
Psalm 111:2
Great are the works of the Lord; they are pondered by all
who delight in them.
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