GREAT God at whose divine word of command The heavens did arise, Thou settest borders to the seas, and spann'd With thine unmeasured skies. Ev'n as the heavenly arch hath liquid plains, The earth hath streams that run And to the arid meadows bear their rains In time of parching sun. Lord, like the waters let thy grace down fall To heal us in thy tide, That from this day our sense be no more thrall To snares the world doth hide. And of thy faith send the propitious beams Upon our eyes to burst, And tear the mask from the infernal schemes Of wickedness accurst. Eternal Father, Son, all wisdom's source, And Spirit, God of peace, That dost control of Time th' inconstant course, Reign on and never cease. |