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311. When I with pleasing wonder stand

1 When I with pleasing wonders stand,
And all my frame survey,
Lord, 'tis thy work; I own thy hand
Thus built my humble clay.

2 Thy hand my heart and reins possest,
Where unborn nature grew;
Thy wisdom all my features trac'd,
And all my members drew.

3 Thine eye with nicest care survey'd
The growth of ev'ry part;
Till the whole scheme thy thoughts had laid
Was copy'd by thy art.

4 Heav'n, earth, and sea, and fire, and wind,
Shew me thy wond'rous skill;
But I review myself, and find
Diviner wonders still.

5 Thy awful glories round me shine,
My flesh proclaims thy praise;
Lord, to thy works of nature join
Thy miracles of grace!

Text Information
First Line: When I with pleasing wonder stand
Meter: C. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1790
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Notes: Part 2
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