Poem August 28, 1965 Issue

"WHEN I CONSIDER THY HEAVENS..."

Psalm 8

Margery Todahl Blokhine

The stars that in their courses move
Are not haphazard motes astray
Along the vulnerable way
Of time and circumstance.
In strict obedience
To patterns hinting the design
Magnificent, exact, divine
The stars declare the glory of God's love.

Infinite as the sea's bright sands.
They wheel away so far, so high
That mankind, with the Psalmist, cry:
"Who are we? What is man?"
Love says: "Man is my son,
And ever with me. Sometimes, one
Questions. Then, with majesty,
I unfold truth in ways he understands.

Margery Todahl Blokhine

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