CREATION

Nature

In that time before all time

God's jewelry

I had fallen into the company of a raving madman or of some driveling idiot

In His humblest works

These rare pictures

The immensity of the Creator's dominions

We had only arrived at the borders of the works of God

I love to trace there the footsteps of my Father

The varied and rich profusion with which God had clothed His world

A universe which carries the print of the Creator's finger

Why are we here? What is our purpose?

Why did God create the world?

Praise God

THE BOOK OF NATURE