1 When I with pleasing wonder 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
Show 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.
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First Line: | When I with pleasing wonder stand |
Title: | The Wisdom of God in the Formation of Man |
Meter: | Common Metre |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1793 |
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Notes: | Now Public Domain. Second Part |