How clearly the sky reveals God's glory! How plainly it shows what he has done!
Each day announces it to the following day; each night repeats it to the next.
No speech or words are used, no sound is heard;
yet their message a goes out to all the world 1 and is heard to the ends of the earth. God made a home in the sky for the sun;
it comes out in the morning like a happy bridegroom, like an athlete eager to run a race.
It starts at one end of the sky and goes across to the other. Nothing can hide from its heat.