psalm the message God’s glory is on tour in the skies,God-craft on exhibit across the horizon.Madame Day holds classes every morning,Professor Night lectures each evening. Their words aren’t heard,their voices aren’t recorded,But their silence fills the earth:unspoken truth is spoken everywhere. God makes a huge domefor the sun—a superdome!The morning sun’s a new husbandleaping from his honeymoon bed,The daybreaking sun an athleteracing to the tape. That’s how God’s Word vaults across the skiesfrom sunrise to sunset,Melting ice, scorching deserts,warming hearts to faith. 150505 what's it to you? who go blather from