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 Where does the wisdom and the power divine In a more bright and sweet reflection shine? Where do we finer strokes and colours see Of the Creator's real poetry,
 * Than when we with attention look

Upon the third day's volume of the book? If we could open and intend our eye,
 * We all like Moses should espy

Even in a bush the radiant Deity. But we despise these his inferior ways Though no less full of miracle and praise;
 * Upon the flowers of heaven we gaze,

The stars of earth no wonder in us raise,
 * Though these perhaps do more than they
 * The life of mankind sway.

Although no part of mighty Nature be More stored with beauty, power, and mystery, Yet to encourage human industry, God has so ordered that no other part Such space and such dominion leaves for art.