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C. M.


The Earth Full of God

God, in the high and holy place,

Looks down upon the spheres;

Yet in His providence and grace

To every eye appears.

He bows the heavens; the mountains stand,

A highway for our God:

He walks amidst the desert-land;

’Tis Eden where He trod.

The forests in His strength rejoice;

Hark! on the evening breeze,

As once of old, the Lord God’s voice

Is heard among the trees.

In every stream His bounty flows,

Diffusing joy and wealth;

In every breeze His Spirit blows,—

The breath of life and health.

His blessings fall in plenteous showers

Upon the lap of earth,

That teems with foliage, fruits, and flowers,

And rings with infant mirth.

If God hath made this world so fair,

Where sin and death abound,

How beautiful beyond compare

Will Paradise be found!

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