By Zelphia Peterson
“The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands. Day after day they pour forth speech; night after night they reveal knowledge. They have no speech, they use no words; no sound is heard from them. Yet their voice goes out into all the earth, their words to the ends of the world…” Psalm 19:1–4 (NIV).
The heavens declare the glory of God
The earth shouts the sound of his praise
All creation proclaims him, together adores him
And sings of his marvelous ways
The fish of the ocean, they praise him on high
With the birds and the beasts of the land
The rocks and the mountains in splendor proclaim him
All tell of the work of his hand
The breath of the wind, it whispers his name
The thunder rings trumpets of grace
Raindrops echo his song to the ends of the earth
The waves murmur of his embrace
The daylight reflects him in splendor and glory
Night displays all his wisdom unheard
The voiceless are speaking, with their voices resounding
Revealing his love without words
How great is our God then, who made all the world?
Shall we ever stop praising his name?
Let us speak of his love and make known all his mercy
And forever say more of the same
Zelphia Peterson is twenty years old and a native of the Twin Cities region of Minnesota. Currently she lives with her parents and her sister as she pursues her master’s degree in Global Public Health. Ever since she wrote her first poem at a costume party in first grade, Zelphia has remained fascinated by wordplay in poetry. For her, perfection is when rhyme, rhythm, and aesthetic sound serve the meaning behind the poetry. She draws much of her inspiration from scripture and the natural wonders of creation, as well as human experience in general. In her free time, Zelphia enjoys making music in any form, reading voraciously, painting, archery, camping and backpacking with her family, chatting with her sister, and serving her church. She hopes to someday serve the Lord in another country by using her training as a public health worker.