From vain temptations dost set free;

And calm’st the weary strife of frail humanity!

Stern Lawgiver! yet thou dost wear

The Godhead’s most benignant grace;

Nor know we anything so fair

As is the smile upon thy face:

Flowers laugh before thee on thy beds

And fragrance in thy footing treads:

Thou dost preserve the stars from wrong;

And the most ancient heavens, through thee, are fresh and strong.