Ecce O ecce

Look, O look!

Levate in excelsum oculos vestros et videte;
quis creavit haec?
Quis mensus est pugillo aquas?

Et caelos palmo ponderavit?
Quis adpendit tribus digitis molem terrae?

Qui sedet super gyrum terrae;
et habitatores eius sunt quasi lucustae.
Qui extendit velut nihilum caelos;

et expandit eos sicut tabernaculum
ad inhabitandum.
Qui dat secretorum scrutatores quasi non sint;

iudices terrae velut inane fecit.
Ecce gentes quasi stilla situlae.

Ecce insulae quasi pulvis exiguus.
                    Isaiah 40: 26, 12, 22, 23, 15

Lift up your eyes on high and see;
who created these things?
Who has measured the waters in the hollow of his hand?

And weighed the heavens with his palm?
Who has balanced on three fingers the mass of the earth?

He that sits above the circle of the earth;
and its inhabitants are like locusts.
He that stretches out the heavens as nothingness;

and spreads them out like a tent
to live in.
He that makes the searchers of secrets as nothing;

the judges of the earth he renders worthless.
Look, the nations are like a drop from a bucket.

Look, the islands are like fine dust.