Not a cloud in heaven, not a sail on the sea,

I started seeing deeper than the real world rushing by.

And the forests, the mountains, nature, everything,

Seemed to speak and question, in confused murmuring,

The waves of the sea, the fires in the sky.

And the infinite legion of stars that one sees,

In a loud voice, a deep voice, a thousand harmonies,

Were singing, and their fiery coronas seemed to nod ;

And the breakers, which can never be chained and never rest,

Were singing, curling back the foaming on their crest:

' It is the Lord, the Lord our God!'