Begin the anthem ever sweet and new, Unsearchable Jehovah! God of truth, Glory ineffable! bliss underiv'd! Of old thou built'st thy throne on righteousness, Life and existence out of Thee begin, Behind essential brightness unbeheld, Incomprehensible! what weight shall weigh, What measure, measure Thee! What know we more And bid'st us still repeat, at morn and even? Our God, our Father, our eternal All! Source whence we came, and whither we return; Who made the heaven, who made the flowery land, And none can stay thy hand, and none withhold As mercy, art exalted, day and night. Thy works all praise Thee, all thy angels praise, Thy saints adore, and on thy altars burn The fragrant incense of perpetual love. They praise Thee now, their hearts, their voices praise, And swell the rapture of the glorious song! Harp! lift thy voice on high, shout, angels, shout! And loudest ye redeemed! glory to God And to the Lamb who bought us with his blood, Harp lift thy voice on high! shout, angels, shout! Who did the solid Earth ordain He caused the golden-tressed sun All living creatures he doth feed, That his mansion hath so high Above the reach of mortal eye; For his mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. THE SON On his great expedition now appear'd, Girt with Omnipotence, with radiance crown'd Of majesty divine; sapience and love Immense, and all his Father in him shone. About his chariot numberless were pour'd Cherub and Seraph, Potentates and Thrones, And Virtues, winged Spirits, and chariots wing'd From th' armoury of God, where stand of old Myriads between two brazen mountains lodg'd Against a solemn day, harness'd at hand, Her ever-during gates, harmonious sound They view'd the vast immeasurable abyss, Silence, ye troubled Waves, and thou Deep, peace, Said then th' omnific Word; your discord end! Far into Chaos, and the world unborn; He took the golden compasses prepar'd This be thy just circumference, O World. Let there be Light, said God, and forthwith Light Ethereal, first of things, quintessence pure, Sprung from the deep, and from her native East To journey through the aëry gloom began, Spher'd in a radiant cloud; for yet the sun Was not, she in a cloudy tabernacle Sojourn'd the while; God saw the light was good; And light from darkness by the hemisphere Divided: light the Day, and darkness Night He nam'd. Thus was the first day ev'n and morn: Nor past uncelebrated, nor unsung By the celestial quires, when Orient light The hollow universal orb that fill'd, ing prais'd God and his works: Creator, him they sung, Both when first evening was, and when first morn. Again, God said, Let there be firmament Amid the waters, and let it divide The waters from the waters: and God made The firmament, expanse of liquid, pure, Transparent, elemental air, diffus'd In circuit to the uttermost convex frame: And Heav'n he named the Firmament; so even And morning chorus sung the second day. The earth was form'd; but in the womb as yet Of waters, embryon immature involv'd Appear'd not: over all the face of Earth Main ocean flow'd, not idle, but with warm Prolific humour soft'ning all her globe, Fermented the great mother to conceive, Satiate with genial moisture, when God said, Be gather'd now, ye waters under Heav'n, Into one place, and let dry land appear. Immediately the mountains huge appear Emergent, and their broad bare backs upheave Into the clouds, their tops ascend the sky: So high as heav'd the tumid hills, so low Down sunk a hollow bottom, broad and deep, Capacious bed of waters: thither they On the swift floods: as armies at the call If steep with torrent rapture, if through plain Soft-ebbing; nor withstood them rock or hill, But they, or underground, or circuit wide With serpent error wand'ring, found their way, And on the washy ooze deep channels wore; Easy, ere God had bid the ground be dry, All but within those banks, where rivers now Stream, and perpetual draw their humid train. The dry land Earth, and the great receptacle Of congregated waters, he call'd Seas; And saw that it was good, and said, Let th' For seasons, and for days, and circling years, Put forth the verdant grass, herb yielding To give light on the Earth; and it was so. Forth flourish'd thick the clust'ring vine, Globose, and every magnitude of stars, forth crept The smelling gourd, up stood the corny reed Embattled in her field, and the humble shrub, And bush with frizzled hair implicit last Rose, as in dance, the stately trees, and spread Their branches hung with copious fruit, or gemm'd And sow'd with stars the Heav'n thick as a field: Of light by far the greater part he took, In the sun's orb, made porous to receive Their blossoms; with high woods the hills Hither, as to their fountain, other stars were crown'd With tufts the vallies, and each fountain side; now Repairing, in their golden urns draw light And hence the morning planet gilds her horns; By tincture or reflection they augment Seem'd like to Heav'n, a seat where gods Their small peculiar, though from human |