Psalm 19
The heavens declare the glory of God
: and the firmament proclaims his handiwork;
One day tells it to another
: and night to night communicates knowledge.
There is no speech or language
: nor are their voices heard;
Yet their sound has gone out through all the world
: and their words to the ends of the earth.
There he has pitched a tent for the sun
: which comes out as a bridegroom from his chamber,
and rejoices like a strong man to run his course.
Its rising is at one end of the heavens,
and its circuit to their farthest bound
: and nothing is hidden from its heat.