Divine Goodness

The sun, the moon, the stars and all That shinc upon that cartiily ball. Dispense their LIffht wilh gudsonM mood, And seem to utter God is good. The driftinp show, the drenchini ntin, The gilles which hake Üic imghiy main, Wóuïd ííIíiJIv ntter if thev Could, l'i aise to uur author; God is gootl. The caltle on a thousand hills, The herds which raize bcsidc the riils. The wild beast prowling through tht wood, l'rncl.tiin by actions, God i g;ood. The burstinp bud, the opening fiower, The liny Inwct oí an hour, Thm i:lb inj; brook, the rolling llood, l'roclüiiii the goodness of tlie Lord. I-et us join nature in lier lays. And sim; with herour ia uk er s pi To us God's goorfness ís revealtd, Where 'tis in nature half concealed. rom the rock of the pond, the lily iia risi-u in raiiueot white,- A spirit of airs and waters, A íorm of inc;unate light ; Net except for rooted stem That stcadie her diadem, Fxcc-pt foi the earth she ï nourUhcil by, Could the soul of the lily he clirabeil to the Kky?