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A THOUGHT at first waking.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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A THOUGHT at first waking.

To God that guards me all the Night,
Be Honour, Love and Praise;
To God that sheds the Morning Light,
And gives me length of Days!
His Pow'r first call'd us forth from Nought,
Inspir'd the vital Flame;
And with amazing Wisdom wrought,
The whole material Frame.
He gave the Soul its heav'nly Birth,
He by his Word divine;
Prepar'd the fit-enclosing Earth,
And bade them both combine.

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Strange, that a pure immortal Mind,
A bright celestial Ray;
Should be with frailest Nature join'd,
And mix'd with common Clay!
O wond'rous Union! so compos'd,
That none can understand;
'Tis such as evidently shews,
Th'Almighty Maker's Hand.