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10 Thus glorious in the Maker's eye The young creation ftood; He faw the building from on high, His word pronounc'd it good.

SACRED SONGS

11 Lord, while the frame of nature ſtands, Thy praife fhall fill my tongue;

But the new world of

grace demands

A more exalted fong.

III.

The Being and Glory of God manifefted by his Works. Pfal. xix. 1.

I

THE HE fpacious firmament on high,

With all the blue etherial fky, And fpangled heav'ns, a fhining frame, Their great Original proclaim.

2 Th' unwearied fun, from day to day, Does his Creator's pow'r difplay; And publiſhes to ev'ry land

The work of an Almighty hand.

3

Soon as the ev'ning fhades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the lift'ning earth Repeats the ſtory of her birth.