Brief Our Days

Brief our days, but long for singing, when to song is made our call For a million stars now flinging light upon this earthly ball In a setting of what splendor Are we given chance to render Tribute for the whirling sky where we live and where we die Planet earth, for us a dwelling Cool in wind and warm in light In it's praise our song is swelling Grateful for this day and night We, the citizens of heaven, Ride our earth as it is driven Down the spangled course of space, Know the glory of this place.