Farewell! thy cherish'd image, ever dear,

Shall many a heart with pious love revere:

Long, long fhall mine her honour'd memory blefs,

Who gave the deareft bleffing I poffefs.

Let heaven's high arches echo with his name,

And the wide peopled earth his praise proclaim; Then fend it down to hell's deep glooms refounding, Thro' all her caves in dreadful murmurs founding.

He rules with wide and abfolute command

O'er the broad ocean and the stedfast land:

JEHOVAH reigns, unbounded, and alone,

And all creation hangs beneath his throne:

He reigns alone; let no inferior nature

Ufurp, or share the throne of the Creator.

He faw the struggling beams of infant light
Shoot thro' the maffy gloom of ancient night;
His fpirit hufh'd the elemental ftrife,

And brooded o'er the kindling feeds of life:
Seasons and months began the long proceffion,
And measur'd o'er the year in bright fucceffion.

The joyful fun fprung up th' ethereal way,
Strong as a giant, as a bridegroom gay;

And the pale moon diffus'd her shadowy light

Superior o'er the dusky brow of night;

Ten thousand glittering lamps the skies adorning,

Numerous as dew-drops from the womb of morning.

Earth's blooming face with rifing flowers he drest,

And spread a verdant mantle o'er her breast;

Then from the hollow of his hand he pours

The circling water round her winding fhores, The new-born world in their cool arms embracing,

And with foft murmurs still her banks careffing.

At length she rofe.complete in finish'd pride,

All fair and spotless, like a virgin bride;

Fresh with untarnish'd luftre as she stood

Her Maker blefs'd his work, and call'd it good;

The morning-stars with joyful acclamation

Exulting fung, and hail'd the new creation.

Yet this fair world, the creature of a day,

Tho' built by God's right hand, must pass away;

And long oblivion creep o'er mortal things,

The fate of empires, and the pride of kings:

Eternal night shall veil their proudest story,

And drop the curtain o'er all human glory.

The fun himself, with weary clouds opprest,

Shall in his filent dark pavilion reft;

His golden urn fhall broke and useless lie,
Amidst the common ruins of the sky;

The stars rush headlong in the wild commotion,
And bathe their glittering foreheads in the ocean.

But fix'd, O GOD! for ever ftands thy throne; JEHOVAH reigns, a universe alone;

Th' eternal fire that feeds each vital flame,

Collected, or diffus'd, is still the same.

He dwells within his own unfathom'd effence,

And fills all space with his unbounded prefence.