Classic Poem

Oh I have roam'd in rapture wild,
Where the majestic rocks are pil'd,
In lonely stern magnificence, around
The troubled Ocean's stedfast bound.
And I have seen the storms arise,
And darkness veil from mortal eyes,
The Heavens that shine so fair and bright
And all was solemn, silent night.
Then I have seen the Storm disperse
And Mercy hush the whirlwind fierce
And all my soul in transport own'd.
" There is a God, in Heaven enthron'd. "