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.
– Psalm 19
Heavens. Sky. Day. Night. These constantly declare the glory of God. And me? Do I? The commodity in which I trade is words. Am I as faithful a steward as the sky, and it without a tongue?
Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be acceptable in your sight,
O LORD, my rock and my redeemer.