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L. M.
Thy saints shall bless thee.
Psalm 145:10.
Greatest of beings, source of life;
Sovereign of air, and earth, and sea!
All nature feels thy pow’r, and all
A silent homage pay to thee.
2 Waked by thy hand, the morning sun
Pours forth to thee its earlier rays,
And spreads thy glories as it climbs;
While raptured worlds look up and praise.
3 The moon, to the deep shades of night,
Speaks the mild luster of thy name;
While all the stars, that cheer the scene,
Thee, the great Lord of light, proclaim.
4 And groves and vales, and rocks and hills,
And every flower, and every tree,
Ten thousand creatures, warm with life,
Have each a grateful song for thee.
5 But man was formed to rise to heaven;
And, blest with reason’s clearer light,
He views his Maker through his works,
And glows with rapture at the sight.
6 Nor can the thousand songs that rise,
Whether from air, or earth, or sea,
So well repeat Jehovah’s praise,
Or raise such sacred harmony.
Watts.