The Power of God!

What do my marvelling eyes behold,
As they gaze on that brilliant sun of gold,—
As they pierce the Concave's boundless blue,
Where the stars are couched on dusky hue;—
Where the vapours vanish in airy flight,
And the rainbow sheds celestial light:—
What do such glorious things reveal?
But the power of an Almighty will!

What mysteries roll before my sight,
As I view the raging billows, white
With soaring foam, that chafes the shore,
'Mid the hurricane's howl, and the tempest's roar;—
While thunders sound and lightnings fly,
And showers of hail sweep fiercely by!
Do not these dreadful things combined,
Reveal the power of Almighty mind?

And when I gaze on the verdant earth,
Where countless latent gems have birth;—
Where man their varied walk pursue,
And each season resumes its wonted hue;—
Where all that live is doomed to die,
Yet wend along with tearless eye,
As if this were their endless sure abode:
Such, such is the power of Almighty God!
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