The works of Sir William Mure of Rowallan Edited with introduction, notes, and glossary by William Tough |
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Lord, our Lord, in all earth thy nameHow excellent wee prove!
Thy glory heaven's most glorious frame
Who hast advanc'd above.
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From babs' and sucklings' mouths thy mightWho foundst, thy foes to foyle,
To still the enemie; his spight,
In whom revenge doth boyle.
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When as thy heavins (in beautie bright)Before my eyes ar broght,
The moone, the twinckling starrs of night,
Works, by thy finger wroght;
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O what is man, that him so muchThow mindst, a thing so vaine?
Or what the sonne of man, that such
To visite thow shouldst daigne?
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For lytle wnder Angells' stateThow stablishd hast his seed;
With honour and with glorie great,
Thow hast adorn'd his head.
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Him thow preferrd, as Lord found meet,O're all thy works to raigne;
All, dooing homage at his feett,
Proclame him soveraigne.
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Him flocks and heards, both wyld and tame,Beasts of the feeld, obey;
Nor foule nor fish his chairge disclame,
Through clouds or seas wch stray.
Whatever sorts these paths frequent
Subdud thow hast the same.
Lord, our Lord, O how excellent
In all earth is thy name.
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