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HE Lord my Maker I adore, Created by his love and pow'r. He faſhion'd in their various form And all their well rang'd orders ſtand Supported by his pow'rful hand.

Father of light! Amidſt the ſkies He bids the golden ſun ariſe! He ſcatters the refreſhing rain. To chear the graſs, and ſwell the grain And ev'ry day preſents the food. And ſatisfies my mouth with good.

At home, abroad, by night, by day, He is my guardian, and my ſtay: And ſure 'tis fit my ſoul ſhould know, He is my Lord and ſov'reign too. Oh! may that voice that ſpeaks his law, My heart to ſweet obedience draw, That when I ſee the Judge deſcend, I in that Judge may ſee my friend.

HE knowledge which my heart deſires Is but to learn what God requires. Speak then the word, my Father dear, For all my ſoul's awake to hear: And oh! what joy my breaſt muſt move, To hear that all thy law is !