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At noon it parches the land, and who can withstand its burning heat?
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A man tending a furnace works in burning heat, but three times as hot is the sun scorching the mountains; it breathes out fiery vapors, and its bright rays blind the eyes.
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Great is the Lord who made it; at his orders it hurries on its course.
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It is the moon that marks the changing seasons, governing the times, their everlasting sign.
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From the moon comes the sign for festal days, a light that wanes when it completes its course.
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The new moon, as its name suggests, renews itself; how marvelous it is in this change, a beacon to the hosts on high, shining in the vault of the heavens!
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The glory of the stars is the beauty of heaven, a glittering array in the heights of the Lord.
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On the orders of the Holy One they stand in their appointed places; they never relax in their watches.
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Look at the rainbow, and praise him who made it; it is exceedingly beautiful in its brightness.
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It encircles the sky with its glorious arc; the hands of the Most High have stretched it out.
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By his command he sends the driving snow and speeds the lightnings of his judgment.