ΤΗΣ Casket OF POESY. DIVINE PROTECTION. How are thy servants blest, O Lord Eternal wisdom is their guide, Their help Omnipotence. In foreign realms, and lands remote, Supported by thy care, Through burning climes I pass'd unhurt, And breath'd in tainted air. B Thy mercy sweeten'd every soil, The hoary Alpine hills it warm'd, Think, O my soul, devoutly think, Confusion dwelt in ev'ry face, And fear in ev'ry heart, When waves on waves, and gulfs on gulfs, O'ercame the pilot's art. Yet then, from all my griefs, O Lord, Thy mercy set me free; While in the confidence of pray 'r,, My soul took hold on thee, For tho' in dreadful whirls we hung High on the broken wave, I knew thou wast not slow to hear, The storm was laid, the wind retir'd, The sea that roar'd at thy command, In midst of dangers, fears, and deaths, And praise thee for thy mercies past, My life, if thou preserve my life, Thy sacrifice shall be ; And death, if death must be my doom, Shall join my soul to thee. AD DISON. CREATION. The spacious firmament on high, And spangled heavens, a shining frame, Th' unwearied sun, from day to day, Does his Creator's pow'r display, And publishes to every land The work of an Almighty hand. Soon as the ev'ning shades prevail, The moon takes up the wond'rous tale, And, nightly, to the list'ning earth Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole. |