His Glory In Nature
May the glory of the LORD endure forever;
may the LORD rejoice in his works,
Who looks on the earth and it trembles,
Who touches the mountains and they smoke!
I will sing to the LORD as long as I live;
I will sing praise to my God while I have being.
May my meditation be pleasing to him,
for I rejoice in the LORD.
Be exalted, O God, above the heavens! Let Your glory be over all the earth!
Yours, O Lord, is the greatness and the power and the glory and the victory and the majesty, for all that is in the heavens and the earth is Yours; Yours is the kingdom, O Lord, and Yours it is to be exalted as Head over all.
At dawn on a crisp winter’s day, even the light is cold.
It paints the land a steely, frigid blue; the stain sets quickly and deeply
so that all it covers is held absolutely still.
The brush strokes are rough, uneven, prickly,
giving a harsh texture to this, nature's canvas.
This natural work of art is powerful enough
to hold any viewer frozen in its grasp.