“Praise ye him, sun and moon: praise him, all ye stars of light.”
— Anonymous (Hebrew Psalmist), The Book of Psalms (King James Version) (1611)
“If thine heart were right, then should every creature be a mirror of life and a book of holy doctrine. There is no creature so small and vile but that it showeth us the goodness of God.”
— Thomas a Kempis, The Imitation of Christ (trans. William Benham)
“I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help.”
— Anonymous (Hebrew Psalmist), The Book of Psalms (King James Version) (1611)
“The same stream of life that runs through my veins night and day runs through the world and dances in rhythmic measures. It is the same life that shoots in joy through the dust of the earth in numberless blades of grass and breaks into tumultuous waves of leaves and flowers.”
— Rabindranath Tagore, Gitanjali (Song Offerings) (1912)
“O LORD, how manifold are thy works! in wisdom hast thou made them all: the earth is full of thy riches.”
— Anonymous (Hebrew Psalmist), The Book of Psalms (King James Version) (1611)
“Praised be my Lord, for sister moon and for the stars, In heaven Thou hast formed them clear and precious and fair.”
— Francis of Assisi, The Canticle of the Sun (trans. Paschal Robinson) (1225)
“The spring seasons are hidden in the autumns, And the autumns are charged with springs.”
— Jalalu'd-Din Rumi, Masnavi i Ma'navi (trans. E. H. Whinfield), as printed in F. Hadland Davis, The Persian Mystics
“He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.”
— Anonymous (Hebrew Psalmist), The Book of Psalms (King James Version) (1611)
“Praise be to Thee, my Lord, with all Thy creatures, Especially to my worshipful brother sun, The which lights up the day, and through him dost Thou brightness give; And beautiful is he and radiant with splendor great;”
— Francis of Assisi, The Canticle of the Sun (trans. Paschal Robinson) (1225)
“The morning sea of silence broke into ripples of bird songs; and the flowers were all merry by the roadside; and the wealth of gold was scattered through the rift of the clouds while we busily went on our way and paid no heed.”
— Rabindranath Tagore, Gitanjali (Song Offerings) (1912)
“The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament sheweth his handywork.”
— Anonymous (Hebrew Psalmist), The Book of Psalms (King James Version) (1611)
“Let the floods clap their hands: let the hills be joyful together”
— Anonymous (Hebrew Psalmist), The Book of Psalms (King James Version) (1611)
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