3Thy name thy glories they rehearse,
Great Spirit of the universe;
Sense of all sense, and soul of soul,
Nought is too vast for thy control;
The meanest and the mightiest share
Alike thy kindness and thy care.
179. 8s. & 7s. M. Heber.
"Consider the lilies of the field;--behold the fowls of the air."
1Lo! the lilies of the field!
How their leaves instruction yield!