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God the Heav'ns aloud proclaim
Through their wide-extended frame,
And the Firmament each hour
Speaks the wonders of his pow'r:

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Day to the succeeding day
Joys the notice to convey,
And the Nights, in ceaseless round,
Each to each repeat the sound:

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Prompt, without or speech or tongue,
In his praise to form the song,
To the Lord they raise the theme,
Who of Gods is God Supreme.

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Pleas'd to hear their voice extend
Far as to her utmost end,
Earth the Heav'n-taught knowledge boasts
Through her many languag'd coasts;

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While the Sun above her head
Sees his tabernacle spread,
And from out his chamber bright
Like a Bridegroom springs to sight:

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See him with gigantic pace
Joyous run his destin'd race,
See him, ev'ry breast to chear,
Pass through Heav'n in swift career;

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Now to farthest regions borne
Onward speed, and now return,
And to All, with welcome ray,
Life and genial warmth convey.

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Warmth and life each thankful heart
Feels thy Law, great God, impart;
Clear from ev'ry spot it shines,
And the guilt-stain'd Thought refines;

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Truth's firm base its frame upholds,
While it Mysteries unfolds,
Which the childlike mind explores,
And to heav'nly science soars.

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Prest with sorrows, doubts, and fears,
What like this the spirit chears,
Big with acts that shall suggest
Lasting joy to ev'ry breast?

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What so perfect, what so pure?
What to Reason's eye obscure
Can such wondrous light afford
As the dictates of thy Word?

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Where thy Fear its fruit matures,
(Fruit, that endless years endures)
There the mind, with stedfast trust,
Owns thy statutes wife, and just.

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Nor can Gold such worth acquire
From the sev'nth exploring fire,
Nor the labour of the bees
E'er in sweetness vie with These:

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Taught by Them, thy Servant's breast
Joys the Blessings to attest
Heap'd on those whose hearts sincere
Learn thy Precepts to revere.

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Best Instructor, from thy ways
Who can tell how oft he strays?
Save from Error's growth my mind,
Leave not, Lord, one root behind:

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Purge me from the guilt that lies
Wrapt within my heart's disguise;
Let me thence, by Thee renew'd,
Each presumptuous sin exclude:

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So my lot shall ne'er be join'd
With the Men whose impious mind,
Fearless of thy just command,
Braves the vengeance of thy hand.

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Let my tongue, from error free,
Speak the words approv'd by Thee;
To thy all-observing eyes
Let my thoughts accepted rise:

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While I thus thy name adore,
And thy healing grace implore,
Blest Redeemer, bow thine ear,
God my Strength, propitious hear.
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