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And blooming plants adorn the fields,
And trees aspiring grow.
This wise and noble end-
Shall to thine honour tend.
ET Heav'n arise, let earth appear,
Proclaim'd th' Eternal Lord:
At his creating word.
Dark, sluggish, and confus’d;
And quick’ning pow'r diffus'd.
The mandate, “ Be there light:
And scatter'd ancient night.
To part the earth and sky;
Within their spheres on high. 5 He bade the seas together flow;
They left the solid land;
Sprung forth at his command.
Two greater orbs of light;
The moon to rule the night. 7 To all the varied living tribes
He gave their wondrous birth;
Some, from the teeming earth.
Man, honour'd man, was made;
With innocence array'd.
9 Completed now the mighty work,
God his creation view'd;
Pronounc'd it “ very good.”
Let each enraptur'd thought obey,
To swell th' inspiring theme.
His boundless mercy sing ; L
And touch the sweetest string.
United praise bestow;
And in the deeps below.
In heavenly praise employ;
The gen'ral burst of joy.
Where pure, serene effulgence reigns,
And breath'd the fluid air.
2 Join, all ye stars, the vocal choir;
The mighty chorus aid;
And praise him in the shade.
Ye worlds, declare his might;
And nature sprung to light.
To him who bids you roll;
With all the blue ethereal sky,
Their great Original proclaim.
Does his Creator's pow'r display,
The work of an Almighty hand.
Repeats the story of her birth;
And all the planets in their turn,
And spread the truth from pole to pole. 5 What though in solemn silence all
Move round this dark terrestrial ball;
6 In reason's ear they all rejoice,
And utter forth a glorious voice;
The hand that made us is divine.”
(L. M.) ET
TERNAL source of ev'ry joy!
Well may thy praise our lips employ,
To hail thee, sov'reign of the year.
Thy hand supports and guides the whole:
And darkness when to veil the skies.
Perfumes the air, and paints the land;
To raise the corn and cheer the vine.
Through all our coasts redundant stores;
No more the face of horror wear.
Demand successive songs of praise;
With morning light and ev'ning shade.
And circling sabbaths bless our eyes,
(11. 3.) PSALM xxiii.
And feed me with a shepherd's care;
2 When in the sultry glebe I faint,
Or on the thirsty mountain pant,
Amid the verdant landscape flow. .
With gloomy horrors overspread;
My steadfast heart shall fear no ill,
THEN all thy mercies, O
My rising soul surveys,
In wonder, love, and praise!
The gratitude declare,
. But thou canst read it there.
And all my wants redrest,
And hung upon the breast
Thy mercy lent an ear,
To form themselves in pray’r.
Thy tender care bestow'd,
infant heart conceiv'd
With heedless steps I ran,
And led me up to man.
It gently clear'd my way,
More to be fear'd than they.