Scattered Psalms: I (Handiwork/Glory)
Jacqueline Osherow
1999
To the Conductor: A song of David.
The heavens declare the glory of God,
the firmament tells His handiwork.
Day on day utters speech,
night on night announces knowledge.
There is no speech and there are no words
without hearing their voice.
—Psalm 19:1–4
Dare I begin: a song of Jacqueline?
But what, from my heart of hearts, do I say?
Not that…
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