Tuesday, January 29, 2008


The spacious firmament on high,
With all the blue ethereal sky,
And spangled heavens, a shining frame
Their great Original proclaim.
Th'unwearied sun, from day to day,
Does his Creator's powers display,
And publishes to every land
The work of an Almighty Hand.

Soon as the evening shades prevai
The moon takes up the wondrous tale,
And nightly to the listening earth
Repeats the story of her birth;
While all the stars that round her burn
And all the planets in their turn,
Confirm the tidings as they roll,
And spread the truth from pole to pole.

What though in solemn silence all
Move round the dark terrestrial ball?
What though no real voice nor sound
Amid the radiant orbs be found?
In reason's ear they all rejoice,
And utter forth a glorious voice,
Forever singing as they shine,
"The hand that made us is divine."
Joseph Addison, in The Spectator (London, England: August 23, 1712)

I sometimes think that God will ask us, 'That wonderful world of mine, why didn't you enjoy it more?--Ronald Blythe , "Out of the Valley"

When I admire the wonder of a sunset or the beauty of the moon, my soul expands in worship of the Creator.--Mohandas K. Gandhi (1869-1948)

God created out of nothing--wonderful you say:yes to be sure, but he does what is still more wonderful: he makes saints out of sinners. --Soren Kierkegaard (1813-1855) _Journal_ [July 7, 1838]

Ever since the fall of Adam the world knows neither God nor his creation. It lives altogether outside of the glory of God. Oh, what thoughts man might have had about the fact that God is in all creatures, and so might have reflected on the power and the wisdom of God in even the smallest flowers! Of a truth, who can imagine how God creates, out of the parched soil, such a variety of flowers, such pretty colors, such sweet vernal grass, beyond anything that a painter or apothecary could make! Yet God can bring out of the ground such colors as green, yellow, red, blue, brown. Adam and those around him would have been elevated by all this to the praise of God, and they would have made use of all created things with thanksgiving. Now we enjoy all this to overflowing, yet without understanding, like cattle or other beasts trampling the most beautiful blossoms and lilies underfoot. -- Luther's Tabletalk from No.4201

Let us make now Man in our image, Man
In our similitude.
John Milton. 1608-1674. Paradise Lost. Book VII, 519 - 20
The higher the mountains, the more understandable is the glory of Him who made them and who holds them in His hand.-- Francis Schaeffer

Which beginning of time according to our chronology, fell upon the entrance of the night preceding the twenty third day of _Octob_. in the year of the Julian Calender, 710 [4004 B.C.].--Ussher, James (1581-1656)_The Annals of the World_ (1658) p. 1 On the Creation.

The world embarrasses me, and I cannot dream that this watch exists and has no watchmaker. --Voltaire

I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey-work of the stars...
And the running blackberry would adorn the parlors of heaven,
And the narrowest hinge in my hand puts to scorn all machinery...
And a mouse is miracle enough to stagger sextillions of infidels.
Walt Whitman, "Leaves of Grass"

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