 | [Poems by Cary in] The Poetical Works Of Alice and Phoebe Cary |  |
[Thy works, O Lord, interpret thee]
Thy works, O Lord, interpret thee,
And through them all thy love is shown;
Flowing about us like a sea,
Yet steadfast as the eternal throne.
And through them all thy love is shown;
Flowing about us like a sea,
Yet steadfast as the eternal throne.
Out of the light that runneth through
Thy hand, the lily's dress is spun;
Thine is the brightness of the dew,
And thine the glory of the sun.
Thy hand, the lily's dress is spun;
Thine is the brightness of the dew,
And thine the glory of the sun.
| [Poems by Cary in] The Poetical Works Of Alice and Phoebe Cary | |