Come walk with me into the night.
Come to the fields with me.
No man-made light, no city glitz
Pollute your eyes to see.
Just look into the night sky here.
Just wonder like a child.
Let deep within you awe and fear
Arise and move your mind.
They say that all this grandeur vast
Was made by chance and time.
It made itself in time that past,
And never by design.
They could not listen with their hearts,
Their souls were hard as stone.
Their reason flawed right from the start.
They looked to chance alone.
You look with different eyes and know,
That God made all you see.
Know that He left His work to show,
That He made you and me.
The heavens declare the glory of God,
and the sky above proclaims his handiwork.
Day to day pours out speech,
and night to night reveals knowledge.
There is no speech, nor are there words,
whose voice is not heard.
Their voice goes out through all the earth,
and their words to the end of the world.