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Hymnal: A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for Publick Worship #XI (1789) Lyrics: 1 There is a God, all nature speaks,
Thro' earth, and air, and seas, and skies,
See, from the clouds his glory breaks,
When the first beams of morning rise.
2 The rising sun, serenely bright,
O'er the wide world's extended frame,
Inscribes, in characters of light,
His mighty Maker's glorious name.
3 Diffusing life, his influence spreads;
And health and plenty smile around;
And fruitful fields, and verdant meads,
Are with a thousand blessings crown'd.
4 The flow'ry tribes, all blooming, rise
Above the weak attempts at art;
Their bright, inimitable dyes
Speak sweet conviction to the heart.
5 Ye curious minds, who roam abroad,
And trace creation's wonders o'er,
Confess the footsteps of the God,
And bow before him, and adore. Topics: Creation, Preservation, and temporal Blessings The Voice of Nature Languages: English
There is a God, all nature speaks