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Then raise the song, the gen'ral anthem raise, And swell the concert of eternal praise. Assist, ye orbs, that form this boundless whole, Which in the womb of space unnumber'd roll; Ye planets, who compose our lesser scheme, And bend, concertive, round the solar frame; Thou eye of Nature, whose extensive ray With endless charms adorns the face of day; Consenting raise th' harmonious joyful sound, And bear his praises through the vast profound. His praise, ye winds that fan the cheerful air, Swift as they pass along your pinions bear. His praise let ocean through her realms display, Far as her circling billows can convey. His praise, ye misty vapours, wide diffuse, In rains descending, or in milder dews. His praises whisper, ye majestic trees, As your tops rustle to the gentle breeze. His praise around, ye flow'ry tribes, exhale, Far as your sweets embalm the spicy gale. His praise, ye dimpled streams, to earth reveal, As pleas'd ye murmur through the flow'ry valé. His praise, ye feather'd choirs, distinguish'd sing, As to your notes the vocal forests ring. His praise proclaim, ye monsters of the deep, Who in the vast abyss your revels keep. Or ye, fair natives of our earthly scene, Who range the wilds, or haunt the pasture green. Nor thou, vain lord of Earth, with careless ear The universal hymn of worship hear: But ardent in the sacred chorus join, Thy soul transported with the task divine; While by his works th’ Almighty is confess'd, Supremely glorious, and supremely bless'd!
Great Lord of life! from whom this humble frame Derives the pow'r to sing thy holy name, Forgive the lowly Muse, whose artless lay Has dar'd thy sacred attributes survey! Delighted oft through Nature's beauteous field Has she ador'd thy wisdom bright reveal'd; Oft have her wishes aim'd the secret song, But awful rev'rence still withheld her tongue. Yet as thy bounty lent the reas'ning beam, As feels my conscious breast thy vital flame, So, bless'd Creator, let thy servant pay His mite of gratitude this feeble way; Thy goodness own, thy providence adore, And yield thee only--what was thine before.
ORDER AND SUBORDINATION THROUGH ALL THE
WORKS OF GOD. Far as creation's ample range extends The scale of sensual, mental, powers ascends : Mark how it mounts to man's imperial race From the green myriads in the peopled grass : What modes of sight betwixt each wide extreme, The mole's dim curtain and the lynx's beam! Of smell, the headlong lioness between And hound sagacious on the tainted green! Of hearing, from the life that fills the flood To that which warbles through the vernal wood! The spider's touch, how exquisitely fine! Feels at each thread, and lives along the line: In the nice bee what sense so subtly true, From poisonous herbs extracts the healing dew!
How instinct varies in the grovelling swine,
See through this air, this ocean, and this earth,
And if each system in gradation roll,
Heaven's whole foundations to their centre nod,
What if the foot, ordain'd the dust to tread,
All are but parts of one stupendous whole,
Cease then, nor order imperfection name; Our proper bliss depends on what we blame. Know thy own point: this kind, this due degree Of blindness, weakness, Heaven bestows on thee. Submit-In this or any other sphere, Secure to be as bless'd as thou canst bear; Safe in the hand of one disposing Pow'r, Or in the natal or the mortal hour..
All nature is but art unknown to thee ;
THE PHILOSOPHY THAT STOPS AT SECONDARY
CAUSES REPROVED. HAPPY the man, who sees a God employed In all the good and ill that checker life! Resolving all events, with their effects And manifold results, into the will And arbitration wise of the Supreme. Did not his eye rule all things, and intend The least of our concerns (since from the least The greatest oft originate); could chance Find place in his dominion, or dispose One lawless particle to thwart his plan; Then God might be surpris'd, and unforeseen Contingence might alarm him, and disturb The smooth and equal course of his affairs. This truth Philosophy, though eagle ey'd In nature's tendencies, oft overlooks; And, having found his instrument, forgets, Or disregards, or, more presumptuous still, Denies the pow'r that wields it. God proclaims His hot displeasure against foolish men, That live an atheist life: involves the Heav'ns In tempests; quits his grasp upon the winds, And gives them all their fury; bids a plague Kindle a fiery boil upon the skin,