Йозеф Гайдн - The spacious firmament on high - ноты, текст песни (слова)

The spacious firmament on high,
 With all the blue ethereal sky,
 And spangled heav'ns, a shining frame
 Their great Original proclaim.
 Th'unwearied sun from day to day,
 Does his Creator's powers 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 list'ning earth
 Repeats the story of her birth;
 While 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 this dark terrestrial ball?
 What though no real voice nor sound
 Amidst 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.'