The heavens proclaim the glory of God and the firmament shows forth the work of his hands. Day unto day takes up the story and night unto night makes known the message.
There he has placed a tent for the sun; it comes forth like a bridegroom coming from his tent, rejoices
like a champion to run its course.
At the end of the sky is the rising of the sun; to the
furthest end of the sky is its course. There is nothing concealed from its burning heat.
furthest end of the sky is its course. There is nothing concealed from its burning heat.
Lines from Psalm 19. Photographs by Brother Casimir.