The heavens are telling the glory of God;
and the firmament proclaims his handiwork.
Day to day pours forth speech,
and night to night declares knowledge.
There is no speech, nor are there words;
Their voice is not heard;
His voices extend through all over the world;
His words spread to the poles of the earth.
Our God the Lord set the tent between here and the sun,
which comes out like a groom from his wedding canopy,
And like a knight who runs its course with joy.
It comes out from one side of the sky and goes down to the other,
And nothing is hid from its heat.