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 Wak'd my young mind to artificial awe, To fear the God I only learnt to love. I saw th' eternal energy pervade The boundless range of nature, with the Sun Pour life and radiance from his flamy path, And on the lowliest flowret in the field The kindly dew-drops shed. All nature's voice Proclaimed the all-good Parent; nor myself Deem'd I by him neglected. This good Power My more than Father taught my youth to know, Knowing to love, and loving to adore. At earliest morn to him my grateful heart Pour'd forth th' unstudied prayer, that spake my thanks For mercies oft vouchsaf'd, and humbly ask'd Protection yet to come. Each flower, that bloom'd Expanding in the new-born spring, call'd forth The soul of full devotion. Every morn My soaring spirit glorified the God Of light, and every evening thank'd the Power Preserving thro' the day. For sins confest "To