Psalm 1859: 
A psalm of David and Darwin 
(First published on the BioLogos Forum)

by Steve Roels

Lord, our Lord,
    When I contemplate the entangled bank,
    clothed with plants of many kinds,
I see the birds of the sky singing
    among the branches of well watered trees.
As I look closer at the works of your hands
    I see flitting insects and crawling worms.

When I reflect on these elaborate forms
    and their production, I know
    you are the author of highest eminence.
When you send forth your Spirit, they evolve
    and continue to form endless species most wonderful.
In wisdom you make them all,
    according to your laws acting around us.

When I consider the whole history of life,
    a length quite incomprehensible to me,
 Who am I that you are mindful of me,
    a species that has existed a mere fragment of time?
Though light has been thrown on the origin of man,
    and we have become rulers over the works of your hands;
still, with all creatures, we look to you
    and with your open hand, you satisfy us.

When I view all beings as your creations, they are ennobled;
    from the frolicking Leviathan to the tiny barnacle,
    creatures teeming beyond number give you glory.
When you take away their breath,
    they go extinct and return to the dust.
Yet I look with confidence to a secure future,
    for I depend on you in so complex a manner
    and your plan of creation is good.

There is grandeur in this view of life;
    the Lord’s creation has been, and is being, evolved.
May the glory of the Lord endure forever.
    Praise the Lord, my soul.
    Praise the Lord.