70. Great God, at whose all-pow'rful call

1 Great God, at whose all-pow'rful call,
At first arose this beauteous frame!
By thee the seasons change, and all
The changing seasons speak thy name.

2 Thy bounty bids the infant year,
From winter storms recover'd, rise;
When thousand grateful scenes appear,
Fresh op'ning to our wond'ring eyes.

3 O how delightful 'tis to see
The earth in vernal beauty drest!
While in each herb, and flow'r, and tree,
Thy blooming glories shine confest!

4 Aloft, full beaming, reigns the sun,
And light and genial heat conveys;
And, while he leads the seasons on,
From thee derives his quick'ning rays.

5 Around us, in the teeming field,
Stands the rich grain or purpled vine;
At thy command they rise, to yield
The strength'ning bread or cheering wine.

6 Indulgent God! from ev'ry part
Thy plenteous blessings largely flow;
We see; we taste;--let ev'ry heart
With grateful love and duty glow.

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First Line: Great God, at whose all-pow'rful call
Meter: L. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1814
Topic: Works of God In Nature
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