Silanganan Lodge No. 19

THOUGHTS OF DIVINITY

Of scarcely less interest to man in all ages have been the Moon and the stars; little less striking and even more beautiful are they. The glorious orbs of day and night have not yet lost their power to stir thoughts of divinity in the human mind, as witness Joseph Addison's beautiful words:

The spacious firmament on high

With all the blue ethereal sky 

And spangled heavens, a shining frame, 

Their Great Original proclaim. 

The unwearied sun from day to day, 

Does his Creator's power display 

And publishes to every land, 

The work of an almighty hand.

Soon as the evening shades prevail

The moon takes up the wondrous tale

And nightly, to the listening earth,

Repeats the story of her birth;

While all the stars that round her burn

And all the planets in their turn

Confirm the tidings as they roll

And spread the truth from pole to pole.

What though in solemn silence all 

Move round the dark terrestrial ball? 

What though no real voice nor sound 

Amid the radiant orbs be found? 

In reason's ear they all rejoice 

And utter forth a glorious voice; 

Forever singing as they shine 

The hand that made us is divine.