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<blockquote data-quote="Blockader7" data-source="post: 957163" data-attributes="member: 11827">Searches around his head&nbsp; while tuning up his guitar for a bit then decides on this Hymm:&quot;This is a Hymm based on Psalms 19.&nbsp; The melody was written by Joseph Addison&nbsp; in 1672–1719. &quot;THE SPACIOUS firmament on high,&nbsp; With all the blue ethereal sky,&nbsp; And spangled heavens, a shining frame,&nbsp; Their great Original proclaim.&nbsp; The unwearied sun from day to day&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Does his Creator’s power display,&nbsp; And publishes to every land&nbsp; The work of an almighty hand.&nbsp; &nbsp; &quot;Soon as the evening shades prevail&nbsp; The moon takes up the wondrous tale,&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; And nightly to the listening earth&nbsp; Repeats the story of her birth;&nbsp; Whilst all the stars that round her burn,&nbsp; And all the planets in their turn,&nbsp; Confirm the tidings as they roll,&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; And spread the truth from pole to pole.&nbsp; &nbsp; &quot;What though in solemn silence all&nbsp; Move round the dark terrestrial ball?&nbsp; What though no real voice nor sound&nbsp; Amid their radiant orbs be found?&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; In reason’s ear they all rejoice&nbsp; And utter forth a glorious voice,&nbsp; Forever singing as they shine,&nbsp; “The hand that made us is divine.” &quot;&nbsp;And if this one won't drive people away nothing will. He thinks rather sarcastically.<a href="http://www.bartleby.com/45/2/101.html" target="_blank">http://www.bartleby.com/45/2/101.html</a></blockquote>

[QUOTE="Blockader7, post: 957163, member: 11827"] Searches around his head while tuning up his guitar for a bit then decides on this Hymm: "This is a Hymm based on Psalms 19. The melody was written by Joseph Addison in 1672–1719. "THE SPACIOUS firmament on high, With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heavens, a shining frame, Their great Original proclaim. The 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 listening 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 no real voice nor sound Amid their radiant orbs be found? In reason’s ear they all rejoice And utter forth a glorious voice, Forever singing as they shine, “The hand that made us is divine.” " [I]And if this one won't drive people away nothing will.[/I] He thinks rather sarcastically. [url]http://www.bartleby.com/45/2/101.html[/url] [/QUOTE]

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