Classic Poem

FROM THE SIXTY-FIFTH PSALM .

Praise to the' Almighty Lord of Heaven, arise!
Who fix'd the mountains, and who spread the skies;
Who o'er his works extends paternal care,
Whose kind protection all the nations share;
From the glad climes whence morn in beauty dress'd,
Forth goes rejoicing to the farthest west;
On him alone their whole dependance lies,
And his rich mercy every want supplies.
O thou, great Author of the' extended whole,
Revolving seasons praise thee as they roll:
By thee spring, summer, autumn, winter rise,
Thou giv'st the frowning, thou the smiling skies,
By thy command the softening shower distils,
Till genial warmth the teeming furrow fills;
Then favouring sunshine o'er the clime extends,
And, bless'd by thee, the verdant blade ascends:
Next Spring's gay products clothe the flowery hills,
And joy the wood, and joy the valley fills,
Then soon thy bounty swells the golden ear,
And bids thy harvest crown the fruitful year:
Thus all thy works conspicuous worshiPraise,
And Nature's face proclaims her Maker's praise.