21-24 Have you not been paying attention?
    Have you not been listening?
Haven’t you heard these stories all your life?
    Don’t you understand the foundation of all things?
God sits high above the round ball of earth.
    The people look like mere ants.
He stretches out the skies like a canvas—
    yes, like a tent canvas to live under.
He ignores what all the princes say and do.
    The rulers of the earth count for nothing.
Princes and rulers don’t amount to much.
    Like seeds barely rooted, just sprouted,
They shrivel when God blows on them.
    Like flecks of chaff, they’re gone with the wind.

25-26 “So—who is like me?
    Who holds a candle to me?” says The Holy.
Look at the night skies:
    Who do you think made all this?
Who marches this army of stars out each night,
    counts them off, calls each by name
—so magnificent! so powerful!—
    and never overlooks a single one?

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21 Do you not know?
    Have you not heard?(A)
Has it not been told(B) you from the beginning?(C)
    Have you not understood(D) since the earth was founded?(E)
22 He sits enthroned(F) above the circle of the earth,
    and its people are like grasshoppers.(G)
He stretches out the heavens(H) like a canopy,(I)
    and spreads them out like a tent(J) to live in.(K)
23 He brings princes(L) to naught
    and reduces the rulers of this world to nothing.(M)
24 No sooner are they planted,
    no sooner are they sown,
    no sooner do they take root(N) in the ground,
than he blows(O) on them and they wither,(P)
    and a whirlwind sweeps them away like chaff.(Q)

25 “To whom will you compare me?(R)
    Or who is my equal?” says the Holy One.(S)
26 Lift up your eyes and look to the heavens:(T)
    Who created(U) all these?
He who brings out the starry host(V) one by one
    and calls forth each of them by name.
Because of his great power and mighty strength,(W)
    not one of them is missing.(X)

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