More stars than sounds and words,
Though they were spoken into existence.
Billions of stars and galaxies,
It's not about us.
Like a fruit salad in the universe,
The Planets in a bowl.
The heavens declare His glory,
The stars are a small taste of it.
Jan 16, 2016
Jan 16, 2016 at 12:50 AM UTC
More stars than sounds and words,
Though they were spoken into existence.
Billions of stars and galaxies,
It's not about us.
Like a fruit salad in the universe,
The Planets in a bowl.
The heavens declare His glory,
The stars are a small taste of it.
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