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The Heavens Declare the Glory of God

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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D.C. · Feb 25, 1915

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 92, No. 10.

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"The Heavens Declare the Glory of God"

By Mrs. L. R. Reynolds

MRS. L. R. REYNOLDS
The heavens declare thy glory, God! A thousand voices hath the night; Her eloquence, with grandeur shod, Proclaims thy majesty and might. The arching dome, so deep, so vast, Immensity of boundless space, Our finite minds can never grasp. Faint glimpses only may we trace With our poor, feeble, mortal eyes; But with compelling force we're told There must be One, all-great, all-wise, Who doth the universe uphold.
Unnumbered orbs on nothing hung, Launched out in space, yet, by command, In perfect harmony are swung, Each guided by unerring hand.
And, gazing on the stellar plain, With rev'rend eyes and marveling, Our tongues are dumb, for words are vain; Our thoughts too deep for uttering. The blinding glory is too much, We stand amazed; nor do we see The utmost gates of space that touch The borders of eternity.
Wichita, Kans.