A Hymn

O LORD supreme, whose works so fair, Sublime and varied, every where The gazing eye delight! Thy wisdom, power, and love, the day Doth in its splendid course display, As doth the glorious night, We look upon the ocean wide, Where ships upon the billows ride, And sea-birds wing the air, And feel, as o'er the blue expanse Soft shadows pass and sunbeams glance, Thy power and love are there. And also on the checkered land, Where mountain peaks, and forests grand, With peopled plains between, And rising slow from man's abode The grey smoke on its heavenward road, In fair array are seen. Thus day and night, and land, and sea, Each in its turn, O Lord! of thee Speaks to the mental ear: And still the thoughts that they impart Are, to the Christian Pilgrim's heart, Most cherished and most dear.