The depth of grace I cannot see,
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But worship the design.
NIGHT.
Aldborough, 1779.
The sober stillness of the night
That fills the silent air,
And all that breathes along the shore,
Invite to solemn prayer.
Vouchsafe to me that spirit, Lord!
The depth of grace I cannot see,
20
But worship the design.
Aldborough, 1779.
The sober stillness of the night
That fills the silent air,
And all that breathes along the shore,
Invite to solemn prayer.
Vouchsafe to me that spirit, Lord!