Lyra Pastoralis | ||
O let the Earth bless the Lord; yea, let it praise Him and magnify Him for ever.
O let the Earth in fair array
Breathe to the Lord a gladsome strain;
Weave round her brow a radiant chain
Of apple-bloom or fragrant may,
And dance along her sunny way
Through waving grass and springing grain:
O let the Earth in fair array
Breathe to the Lord a gladsome strain:
Breathe to the Lord a gladsome strain;
Weave round her brow a radiant chain
Of apple-bloom or fragrant may,
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Through waving grass and springing grain:
O let the Earth in fair array
Breathe to the Lord a gladsome strain:
In sylvan aisles her worship pay,
Or praise Him by the azure main:
When morning smiles without a stain
Or evening dons her mantle grey—
O let the Earth in fair array
Breathe to the Lord a gladsome strain.
Or praise Him by the azure main:
When morning smiles without a stain
Or evening dons her mantle grey—
O let the Earth in fair array
Breathe to the Lord a gladsome strain.
Lyra Pastoralis | ||