The heavens declare the glory of God;
the skies proclaim the work of his hands.
Day after day they pour forth speech;
night after night they display knowledge.
There is no speech or language where
their voice is not heard.
Their voice goes out into all the earth,
their words to the ends of the world.
Father, you are speaking to the Dong people though there may be no human voice preaching. You declare your glory through the heavens. May there be no speech or language, including Dong, in which the voice of the heavens is not heard. We praise you as you proclaim the work of your hands among the Dong people.