Go Ye out to Meet Him / Light-up Night

Virgins, trim your wicks--
string lights along the lampposts.
Hear the cry
(like fireworks)
behold! the Bridegroom cometh.

Better to Trust in the Lord than to Put Confidence in Princes

What is King Uzziah's throne
but a rock in far-away Sala-Ma-Sond?
For higher yet and loftier still
is the Lord of Hosts
than turtle stacks and rising moons.

Holy! Holy! Holy!
The whole earth--
trees, air, birds, bees, house, cow, mule--
is full of His glory.