The spacious firmament on high,
With all the blue ethereal sky,
And spangled heav'ns, a shining frame,
Their great original proclaim:
Th' 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 list'ning Earth
Repeats the story of her birth:
Whilst 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 nor real voice nor sound
Amid their radiant orbs be found?
In Reason's ear they all rejoice,
And utter forth a glorious voice,
For ever singing, as they shine,
'The Hand that made us is Divine.'
Amen! Very delightful write dear Joseph Addison. I loved the way you have worshiped the LORD ALMIGHTY by giving thanks and recognising God as is! Stay blessed.
Great poem indeed; some of those lines one would read from top to bottom without feeling tired but instead yearn for more.
Brings into light the awesome power and beauty of GODS creation. A new novelty in that era, that the world was round and not flat.
In reason's ear they all rejoice And utter forth a glorious voice, For ever singing, as they shine, The hand that made us is Divine What a fantastic flight of imagery?
lovely poem. a pleasure to read. in the silence of night divine is heard.
A very beautiful poem of faith. I am surprised I have not seen this published often in anthologies. It's a smooth read, the language isn't offputtingly archaic, and those celestial images are truly magnificent and other worldly!
A superb song unfolding the sequence of nature's amazing manifestations and the great work entrusted to Sun as well as other starts in the constellation by it. Thanks for sharing it here.
Dear Ratnakar, Let us give credit where credit is due. Addison in his Ode expresses, and beautifully so, the awe, the power, the majesty of the Supreme Designer, the eternal God, as evidenced in nature. Why ignore the very Source of our being and credit nature as some blind force of itself, able to produce all that is beautiful and harmonious in the universe. Let us not overlook the fact that Addison was, in fact, praising God for His wonderful works.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is one of the most beautiful poems that I have ever read. It tells of the universe and all of its wonderful attributes. Written with pure love and admiration for planet earth. Excellent.