Margaret Nazon: Milky Way Starry Night. (Collection of the Prince of Wales Northern Heritage Centre; image via Glenbow.)
When I left your house this mornin'
It was a little after nine
It was in Bobcaygeon, I saw the constellations
Reveal themselves one star at a time.
Chorus of Bobcaygeon by the Tragically Hip
The conclusion of Psalm 19, the lectionary psalm for the day concludes with verse 14:
May the words of my mouth and the meditations of my heart
be acceptable to you, O Lord, my rock, and my redeemer.
Slight variations of this verse were the prayer before many a Sunday morning sermon for my minister father, for me over nearly four decades, and now our son, Isaac. As important as the conclusion of this psalm is, the opening words which speak of the heavens declaring the glory of God are just as meaningful for me.
I love getting lost in a view of the night sky as well as relishing lengthening daylight hours as we move toward equinox and solstice. These are the everyday miracles of our existence on "the third rock from the sun."
Here is a poem by British cleric Malcolm Guite which interprets the psalm beautifully:
XIX Caeli enarrant
In that still place where earth and heaven meet
Under mysterious starlight, raise your head
And gaze up at their glory: ‘the complete
Consort dancing’ as a poet said
Of his own words. But these are all God’s words;
A shining poem, waiting to be read
Afresh in every heart. Now look towards
The brightening east, and see the splendid sun
Rise and rejoice, the icon of his lord’s
True light. Be joyful with him, watch him run
His course, receive the gift and treasure of his light
Pouring like honeyed gold till day is done
As sweet and strong as all God’s laws, as right
As all his judgements and as clean and pure,
All given for your growth, and your delight!
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