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In the start of creation, God saw that existence was without form and void; darkness shrouded the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God hovered over the waters. Then, God declared, "Let there be light!" And suddenly/instantly there was light. God perceived that the light was good, and He separated it from the darkness. God named the light Day, an