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566 Poetry . —j 4 Paraphrase */ Thomson ' s ** Hymn . "
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O , talk of God in secret shades , Where silence every part pervades , — The pise scarce waves its head , *—And sacred awe prevails around , And etfery stfep is holy ground Where Faith delights to tread .
And ye whose voice Is heard afar , Say whence ye come , and whctee ye are , And who has bid you roar 1 Lift high to Heaven the impetuous song , And ia vour boldest notes oroloner And ia your boldest notes prolong
His praise from shore to shore Nor brooks not rills the strain refuse , And let me latch it as I in use Beside your banks so fair : Ye headlong torrents , dark and deep ., Ye softer floods that silent sleep , Jehovah's praise declare .
And thou , majestic main , arise . And sound His praises to the skies Who swells tty rolling tide ! Whose greater voice or bids tliee roar , Or bids thee calmly kiss fclie shore , Wh 6 n ^ winds and waves subside * Soft roll y&wt incense , > herbs a&tl fftStts I While every flower &s fragrance shoots , In mingled clouds to Heavea ! Whose sun exalts , whose breatJi perfumes , Whose showers refresh ,,, whose light illuiues By wlioiu ytrar tiats were givaa .
Ye forests ., bend 1 ye harvests , wave To Him who all your produce gave , And ripen ed all yottr store i And let your silent j ^ aise iMp ^ rt A secret joy to mint ' s igted lieart . And bid liis spii ^ soar !
Ye stars , effuse your mildest ray , As through the vault of Heavfcn ye stray . And glow with sacred fire ! And , while . ye speak your MaT&er ' s praise , Their sweetest songs let angels raise , And strike the silver lyre !
Great source of day ! as round the world We see thy glorious ligiit uufuri' 4 , Praise Him who bade thee shine I Let every beam His lov £ declare , Who placed thy lamp © f brightness there To sqpeeuk His power divine 1 Ye thunders , sing His praise alottd , And , echoing ' . back from clond to cloud , Inspire the swelling gale ! Retain the sound , ye rocks atid hills ! Praise Him wlio all creation fiH ^ , — Whose kingtfcym shall prevail I
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Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Sept. 2, 1824, page 566, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2528/page/54/
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