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DEO OPT. MAX.
FATHER of all! in ev'ry age,
In ev'ry clime ador'd,
Jehovah, Jove, or Lord !
Thou Great First Cause, least understood,
Who all my sense confin'd
And that myself am blind;
What conscience dictates to be done,
Or warns me not to do,
pursue. I 2
What Teach me to feel another's woe,
What blessings thy free bounty gives,
Let me not cast away ;
T'enjoy is to obey.
Yet not to earth's contracted span
Thy goodness let me bound, Or think thee Lord alone of man,
When thousand worlds are round:
Let not this weak, unknowing hand
Presume thy bolts to throw, And deal damnation round the land,
On each I judge thy foe.
If I am right, thy grace impart,
Still in the right to stay ; If I am wrong,
heart To find that better way!
Save me alike from foolish pride,
Or impious discontent,
Or aught thy goodness lent.
To hide the fault I see ; That mercy I to others show, That mercy
show to me.
Mean though I am, not wholly so,
Since quicken’d by thy breath ; Oh lead me wheresoe'er I go,
Through this day's life or death!
This day, be bread and peace my lot :
All else beneath the sun,
And let thy will be done.
To thee, whose temple is all space,
Whose altar, earth, sea, skies ! One chorus let all being raise !
All nature's incense rise !