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Creator God, who shaped the earth and heavens,
Your glory shines in all that you have made.
You spoke the Word who broke into the darkness,
all earth replies: 'majestic is Your name.'
And who am I, though made below the angels,
that You my King are mindful of my ways?
As moon and stars sing out their joyful chorus,