And God stepped out on space,
And He looked around and said,"I'm lonely —I'll make me a world."And far as the eye of God could
Darkness covered everything,
Blacker than a hundred
Down in a cypress swamp.
Then God smiled,
And the light broke,
And the darkness rolled up on one side,
And the light stood shining on the other,
And God said, "That's good!"Then God reached out and took the light in His hands,
And God rolled the light around in His
Until He made the sun;
And He set that sun a-blazing in the heavens.
And the light that was left from making the
God gathered it up in a shining
And flung it against the darkness,
Spangling the night with the moon and stars.
Then down
The darkness and the
He hurled the world;
And God said, "That's good!"Then God himself stepped down —And the sun was on His right hand,
And the moon was on His left;
The stars were clustered about His head,
And the earth was under His feet.
And God walked, and where He
His footsteps hollowed the valleys
And bulged the mountains up.
Then He stopped and looked and
That the earth was hot and barren.
So God stepped over to the edge of the
And He spat out the seven seas;
He batted His eyes, and the lightnings flashed;
He clapped His hands, and the thunders rolled;
And the waters above the earth came down,
The cooling waters came down.
Then the green grass sprouted,
And the little red flowers blossomed,
The pine tree pointed his finger to the sky,
And the oak spread out his arms,
The lakes cuddled down in the hollows of the ground,
And the rivers ran down to the sea;
And God smiled again,
And the rainbow appeared,
And curled itself around His shoulder.
Then God raised His arm and He waved His
Over the sea and over the land,
And He said, "Bring forth!
Bring forth!"And quicker than God could drop His hand.
Fishes and
And beasts and
Swam the rivers and the seas,
Roamed the forests and the woods,
And split the air with their wings.
And God said, "That's good!"Then God walked around,
And God looked
On all that He had made.
He looked at His sun,
And He looked at His moon,
And He looked at His little stars;
He looked on His
With all its living things,
And God said, "I'm lonely still."Then God sat
On the side of a hill where He could think;
By a deep, wide river He sat down;
With His head in His hands,
God thought and thought,
Till He thought, "I'll make me a man!"Up from the bed of the
God scooped the clay;
And by the bank of the
He kneeled Him down;
And there the great God
Who lit the sun and fixed it in the sky,
Who flung the stars to the most far corner of the night,
Who rounded the earth in the middle of His hand;
This Great God,
Like a mammy bending over her baby,
Kneeled down in the
Toiling over a lump of
Till He shaped it in His own image;
Then into it He blew the breath of life,
And man became a living soul.
Amen.
Amen.
