"This being made, He yearned for worlds to make
From other chaos out beyond our night --
For to create is still God's prime delight.
The large moon, all alone, sailed her dark lake,
And the first tides were moving to her might;
Then Darkness trembled, and began to quake
Big with the birth of stars, and when He spake
A million worlds leapt into radiant light."
-- From "HE MADE THE STARS ALSO" by Lloyd Mifflin
(The Golden Treasury American Songs and Lyrics Edited by Frederic Lawrence Knowles; L. C. Page and Company, Inc. Copyright 1899, now Public Domain)