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Part of the XIX. PSALM.
I.
The Heav'ns declare the Glory of God,And th' Firmament doth shew
To all Mankind dispers'd abroad,
What Works his mighty hands can doe:
The silent Nights and speechless Days,
To each other chant their lays,
Which make a tunefull Serenade,
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And find a Language to reherse
The praise of him who them and us has made.
II.
And in them he hath fix'd a placeFor the Glorious Sun,
Which comes forth with Bridegroom's strength and grace,
The Earth his happy Bride t' imbrace.
And as a Gyant do's rejoyce to run
His course, where he is sure to be
Crown'd with glorious Victory:
For nothing in this World's circumference,
Can be hid from his bright influence.
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