And heaved its pillars, one by one.
2He hung its starry roof on high,--
The broad, illimitable sky;
He spread its pavement, green and bright
And curtained it with morning light.
3The mountains in their places stood,--
The sea, the sky,--and "all was good;"
And when its first pure praises rang,
The "morning stars together sang."
4Lord! 'tis not ours to make the sea,