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To think, that He, who rolls yon solar sphere,

Uplifts the warbling songster to the sky;

To mark His presence in the mighty bow That spans the clouds, as in the tints minute Of tiniest flower; to hear His awful voice

In thunder speak, and whisper in the gale:

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To know and feel His care for all that lives ;-
"Tis this that makes the barren waste appear
A fruitful field, each grove a paradise.

Yes! place me 'mid far-stretching woodless wilds,
Where no sweet song is heard; the heath-bell there
Would soothe my weary sight, and tell of Thee!
There would my gratefully uplifted eye
Survey the heavenly vault, by day,—by night,
When glows the firmament from pole to pole;
There would my overflowing heart exclaim,
"The heavens declare the glory of the Lord,
The firmament shows forth His handy work!"

GRAHAME.

ON THE ECONOMY OF HUMAN NATURE.
How wondrous is the scene! where all is form'd
With number, weight, and measure! all design'd
For some great end! where not alone the plant
Of stately growth, the herb of glorious hue,
Or food-full substance; not the labouring steed,
The herd, and flock that feed us; not the mine
That yields us stores for elegance and use,
The sea that loads our table, and conveys

The wanderer, man, from clime to clime, with all
Those rolling spheres, that from on high shed down
Their kindly influence; not these alone,
Which strike ev'n eyes incurious; but each moss,
Each shell, each crawling insect, holds a rank
Important in the plan of Him who fram'd

This scale of beings; holds a rank, which lost,
Would break the chain, and leave behind a gap
Which nature's self would rue. Almighty Being!
Cause and support of all things! can I view
These objects of my wonder; can I feel
These fine sensations, and not think of Thee?

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