The firmament on high is his beauty; it is the beauty of heaven in a vision of glory
The sun, at its appearance, announces its journey; it is an instrument of wonder, a work of the Most High
At midday, it scorches the earth. And in the presence of its heat, who would be able to endure? It is like the custodian of a furnace in its works of heat
In three ways, the sun acts: scorching the mountains, emitting fiery rays, and shining with its beams that can blind the eyes
Great is the Lord who made it, and at his word, it hurries on its journey
And the moon, in all its phases, serves to mark the seasons and to be a sign of the times
From the moon is the sign of a feast day; it is a light which diminishes at its consummation
A month is named according to its phases, increasing wonderfully at its culmination
It is an instrument of the armies on high, shining gloriously in the firmament of heaven
The glory of the stars is the beauty of heaven; the Lord illuminates the world from on high
At the words of the Holy One, they stand for judgment, and they will never fail in their vigilance
Consider the rainbow, and bless the One who made it; it is very beautiful in its splendor
It encompasses the heavens with the circle of its glory; the hands of the Most High made it appear
By his order, he hastens the snow, and he spurs on the lightning to express his judgment
In like manner, his storehouses are opened, and the clouds fly out like birds
By his greatness, he has positioned the clouds, and the hailstones have been broken
At his glance, the mountains will be shaken, and by his will, the south wind will blow
The voice of his thunder will reverberate through the earth, by a storm from the north, and by a gathering of the whirlwind
And like the birds landing in a flock upon the earth, he sends down the snow; and its descent is like the arrival of a swarm of locusts
The eye is in wonder at the beauty of its whiteness, and the heart is astonished at its falling
He will pour out frost like salt upon the earth. And when it freezes, it will become like the tops of thistles
The cold north wind blows, and the water freezes into crystals; it will rest upon every gathering of water, and it will clothe the water like a breastplate
And it will devour the mountains, and burn the wilderness, and extinguish the greenery, like a fire
Relief for all is in the hurried arrival of a cloud. And the lowly dew will arrive to meet the heat and overpower it
At his word, the wind grows quiet, and by his thought, he appeases the abyss, for the Lord has planted islands in it
Let those who navigate the sea describe its perils. And when we have heard it with our ears, we will wonder
There are illustrious and wondrous works: the various kinds of wild animals, and all manner of cattle, and the great creatures of the sea
Through him, the end of their journey is confirmed, and by his word, all things fit together
We can say much, and yet still lack for words. But the consummation of our words is this: He is in all things
What would we be able to do to glorify him? For the Almighty himself is above all his own works
The Lord is terrible, and exceedingly great, and his power is wonderful
Glorify the Lord as much as you are able, yet still he will far exceed this. For his magnificence is beyond wonder
Bless the Lord and exalt him, as much as you are able. But he is beyond all praise
When you exalt him, use all your ability, and do not cease in this labor. For you can never comprehend him
Who will see him and explain? And who will magnify him, as he is from the beginning
There are many things, hidden from us, which are greater than these things. For we have seen but a few of his works
But the Lord has made all things, and he has given wisdom to those who act with piety