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[1]The glorie of the height is the faire and cleare firmament, the beautie of the heauen is his glorious clearnesse.
[2]The sunne when it appeareth, declareth the day in the goyng out of it, a maruelous worke of the hyghest:
[3]At noone it burneth the earth, and who may abyde for the heate therof?
[4]Who so kepeth an ouen when it is hot, three times more doth the sunne burne vpon the mountaynes: when it breatheth out the fire beames & shineth, with the brightnesse of it it blindeth the eyes.
[5]Great is the Lorde that made it, and in his commaundement he causeth it to runne hastyly.
[6]The moone also in al thinges according to her season is a declaration of the time, and a signe for the world.
[7]The token of the solempne feast is taken of the moone, a light that minisheth and increaseth againe.
[8]The moneth is called after the moone, it groweth wonderously in her changing.
[9]The armie of heauen also is in ye heyght: in the firmament of heauen it geueth a cleare and a glorious shyne: This is the clearnesse of the starres, the beautifull apparell of heauen, the apparel that the Lorde lighteneth in the heyght.
[10]In his holy worke they continue in their order, and not one of them fayleth in his watch.
[11]Loke vpon the raynebow, and prayse hym that made it: very beautifull is it in his shine.
[12]He compasseth the heauen about with a glorious circle, the handes of the highest haue bended it.
[13]Through his commaundement he maketh the snow to fall, and the thunder of his iudgement to smyte hastyly.
[14]Thorowe his commaundement the treasures are opened, and the cloudes flee as the foules.
[15]In his power hath he strengthened the cloudes, and broken the hayle stones.
[16]The mountaynes leape at the sight of hym, the winde bloweth accorcording to his will.
[17]The sounde of his thunder beateth the earth, & so doth the storme of the north: the whirle wind also lighteth downe as a fethered foule, casteth out & spreadeth the snowe abrode, and as the grashoppers that destroy al, so falleth it downe.
[18]The eye maruayleth at the beautie of the whytenesse therof, and the heart is afrayde at the rayne of it.
[19]He powreth out the frost vpon earth like salt, and when it is frosen, it is as sharpe as the pricke of a thistle.
[20]When the colde north winde bloweth, harde christall commeth of the water: He lighteth downe vpon all the gatheringes together of water, and putteth on the water as a brestplate.
[21]He deuoureth the mountaynes, & burneth the wildernesses: and loke what is greene, he putteth it out lyke fire.
[22]The medicine of all these is, when a cloude commeth hastyly, and when a deaw commeth vpon the heate, it shalbe refreshed againe.
[23]In his worde he stilleth the winde, in his counsell he appeaseth the deepe, and hath planted Ilandes in it.
[24]They that sayle ouer the sea, tel of the peryls and harmes therof, and when we heare it with our eares, we maruell therat.
[25]For there be straunge wonderous workes, diuers maners of nyce beastes, and whale fishes.
[26]Thorow him are al thinges set in good order and perfourmed, and in his word all thinges endure.
[27]I speake much, but I can not sufficiently attayne vnto it: for he hym selfe onely is the perfection of all wordes.
[28]We shoulde prayse the Lorde after all our power, for he is great in all his workes.
[29]The Lorde is to be feared, yea very great is he, & maruelous is his power.
[30]Prayse the Lord, and magnifie him as much as ye may, yet doth he far exceede all prayse: O magnifie him with al your power, and labour earnestly, yet are ye in no wise able sufficiently to prayse him.
[31]Who hath seene hym, that he might tell vs? Who can magnifie hym so greatly as he is?
[32]For there are hyd yet greater thinges then these be: as for vs, we haue seene but fewe of his workes.
[33]For the Lorde hath made all thinges, & geuen wisdome to such as feare God.
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