And spangled heavens, a shining frame, Their great Original proclaim. 2 The unwearied sun, from day to day, Doth his Creator's power display, And publishes to every land The work of an almighty hand. 3 Soon as the evening shades prevail, 4 While all the stars that round her barn, 5 What though, in solemn silence, all 6 In reason's ear they all rejoice, 2 E need not soar above the skies, Wnave nuts and stars below, And seek Thee, with unclouded eyes, The very breath we now inhale, Attest with force that can not fail, 2 If, 'midst the ever-during songs, Of universal joy 3 The chime of worlds and chant of tongues- May breathe its music in thine ear, Our glad confession deign to hear, S. M. ALMIGHTY Maker, God, WATTS. How wondrous is Thy name? 2 Nature in every dress Her humble homage pays, And finds a thousand ways t' express |