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But then, with undisputed might, That Architect Divine, His own immortal essence breathed Into a clay-built shrine;

And stamped his image on the man, And gave him kingly power, And brought him to a home of love In sinless Eden's bower.

Then music from undying harps The young creation blest, And forth the first-born Sabbath spread Its dove-like wing of rest.

It came with holy gladness fraught, With pure benignant ray, And God himself the lesson taught— To keep the Sabbath-day