morning stars sing together." We misconstrued another passage which
we could not understand, and did not dare translate as it was written,
till science crept up to a perception of the truth that had been
standing there for ages, waiting a mind that could take it in.
Now we read as it is written--"Thou makest the out-goings of the
morning and evening to sing." Were our senses fine enough, we could
hear the separate keynote of every individual star. Stars differ
in glory and in power, and so in the volume and pitch of their
song. Were our hearing sensitive enough, we could hear not only
the separate key-notes but the infinite swelling harmony of these
myriad stars of the sky, as they pour their mighty tide of united
anthems in the ear of God:

"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."

This music is not monotonous. Stars draw near each other, and make
a light that is unapproachable by mortals; [Page 28] then the music
swells beyond our ability to endure. They recede far away, making a
light so dim that the music dies away, so near to silence that only
spirits can perceive it. No wonder God rejoices in his works. They
pour into his ear one ceaseless tide of rapturous song.

Our senses are limited--we have only five, but there is room for
many more. Some time we shall be taken out of "this muddy vesture
of decay," no longer see the universe through crevices of our
prison-house, but shall range through wider fields, explore deeper
mysteries, and discover new worlds, hints of which have never yet