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 In ministeries of heart-stirring song, And aye on Meditation's heaven-ward wing Soaring aloft I breathe th' empyreal air Of, omnific, omnipresent , Whose day-spring rises glorious in my soul As the great Sun, when he his influence Sheds on the frost-bound waters—The glad stream Flows to the ray and warbles as it flows.