Heaven declares the glory,

The sky proclaims the beauty;

Which tells a wondrous story,

Of devotion to duty.

The handiwork that is shown,

Day by day pours out its speech;

Night to night reveals as known,

The knowledge that we beseech.

There is no speech nor a Word,

A voice goes out through the earth;

From whose voice that is not heard,

The end what the world is worth.

Christ comes out from His chamber,

Like a bridegroom or strong man;

Someone not to encumber,

Running with joy in His plan.

Its rising is from the end,

And its circuit in Heaven;

Nothing hidden to offend,

In which the Lord has given.

Law of the Lord is perfect,

Making specific and wise;

Testify not to reject,

Reviving soul through the eyes.

Precepts of the Lord are right,

For rejoicing in the heart;

For enlightening the sight,

The purity to impart.

The fear of the Lord is clean,

As it endures forever;

Unto your faith is unseen,

Righteousness will not sever.

Be desired more than gold,

Sweeter also than honey;

As your reward will unfold,

Worth more than all the money.

His errors who can discern,

Declared innocent of faults;

Salvation that I will earn,

Secured hidden in His vaults.

Then I shall then be blameless,

Innocent of transgression;

That has now left me shameless,

God accepts my confession.

Copyright © 2019 Richard Newton Sherrer