The Glory Of All Your Works

 

The moon was rising through the mist
Behind the distant tree.
It wasn’t until it cleared both
That it was there to see.
 
In silence it moved on the path
That You set long ago.
Though we may calculate that path,
Its full course we can’t know.
 
The heavens and the earth present
Their own unique array
Of wonders and of mysteries
In breathtaking display.
 
The mountains and the oceans vast,
The trees, the desert’s sand,
The sun, the moon, the milky way
All rest within Your hand.
 
Each formed out of the majesty
That is Your grand design,
And each one wondrous to behold.
A gift, rare and divine.
 
Each offers breathtaking displays
Of their Creators plan,
And of the glory and the grace
He offers mortal man.
 
1 Corinthians 15:40
There are heavenly bodies and earthly bodies, but the glory of the heavenly is of one kind, and the glory of the earthly is of another.