Текст песни М. Ломоносов - Утреннее размышление о Божием величестве

Already a beautiful light
Spread its shine on the ground
And divine affairs opened:
Listen to my spirit with joy;
Miraculously clear only beams
Imagine what the creator himself is!

Whenever mortals are only high
It was possible to fly
So that our eye is perishable to the sun
Could, approaching, behold,
Then from all countries would open
The Ocean burning forever.

There the fiery ramparts strive
And they find no shores;
There are flaming whirlwinds spinning,
Fighting for many centuries;
There stones, like water, boil,
The rains are burning there.

This awful bulk
Like a spark before you alone.
Oh Kol the bright lamp
By you, my God, is kindled
For our daily affairs,
What have you commanded us to do!

Freed from the dark night
Fields, hills, seas and forest
And they opened to our eyes,
Filled with your miracles.
There all flesh calls out:
Our Lord is great!

Daylight shines
Only on the surface of bodies;
But your gaze penetrates into the abyss,
Knowing no limit.
From the grace of your eyes
The joy of all creatures flows.

Creator! covered in darkness
Stretch out the rays of wisdom
And anything in front of you
Always teach,
And looking at your creature,
Praise you, immortal king.

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