A breath, but yesterday inspired,
To-morrow but a clod.
That clod shall mingle in the vale,
But, kindled, Lord, by thee,
The spirit to thy arms shall spring,
To life, to liberty.
178. L. M. 6l. Bowring.
"Day unto day uttereth speech, and night unto night showeth knowledge."
1The heavens, O Lord! thy power proclaim,
And the earth echoes back thy name;