’Tis what all nature sings; the whole creation
Ceaseth not, nor is silent in his praise:
Neither God’s angels, nor the spirit of man
With speech directed unto him, nor things
Animate nor inanimate, by the mouth
Of them that meditate thereon: which praise
Music hath perfected, and that we use
Less for his glory, than that thence our souls
May from their weariness arise to him,
In whom is our refreshment and true strength.