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A PARAPHRASE OF THOMSONS - "HYMN . "
The Seasons as they change , Q Lord Thy boundless pcNver and love record , And speak tliy skill divine ! Thy presence dwells in all we see ; The rolling year is full of Thee ; And all the earth is thine . Forth in the Spring Thy beauty goes And o ' er the face of nature throws
Thy tenderness and love ; Wide-flush the fields , the softening air Breathes balm and fragrance every where * And lifts the soul above ! Then all the Summer ' s charms arise ; We see reflected from the skies
Refulgent heat and light ! Thy sun , from its exalted sphere , Shoots full perfection through the year , And charms the raptured sight . In Autumn , too , Thy bounty shines , In golden fields , and cluster ed vines ,
And all its produce gives : With plenty loads the fruitnll ground , And spreads one common feast around For every thing that lives !
In Winter , awful dost Thou grow , And storms and tempests , as they blow , Majestic darkness cast ! 'Tis then we hear Thy whirlwinds roar , And see the humbled world adore ,
And feel Thy northern blast ! Mysterious round ! what force divine , What might and majesty are Thine 1 What vast , surprising skiLl ! Such love and harmony appear , That , though we trace them every year , Thy wonders charm us still .
Yet , wandering oft with thoughtless gaze , Unconscious , man the scene surveys , Nor marks Thy mighty hand - Nor sees Thee in the changing years , Nor deems that the still varying spheres Revolve at Thy command !
He sees profusion in the Spring ; Sees Summer all its ardour bring * , : And Autumn ' s produce given ; He hears the Winter ' s blast resound ; Sees Nature ' s glories strew the ground \ — Yet looks not up to Heaven !
Nature attend ! join every soul Beneath the sky , from pole to pole , In adoration join !—And ardent raise one general song Yc gales , which sweep the earth along , And breathe a strain divine !
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Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Sept. 2, 1824, page 565, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2528/page/53/
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