ON the sixth day spake the Lord thus: I have finish'd finally All this vast and fair creation, And that all is good, I see. How the sun's rays, golden-roselike, O'er the ocean brightly gleam! Every tree is green and glittering, And enamell'd all things seem. On the plain you lambkins sporting Are like alabaster white: O how natural and perfect Nature seemeth to the sight! Earth and heaven alike are teeming With my glorious majesty, And through long and endless ages Man will praise and worship me. |