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[From ev'ry Quarter of the Sky]
To Mr. D---
London, June 3, 1718.
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From ev'ry Quarter of the Sky,
Angelic Bow'r and blest Abode,
Ye awful Hosts, who dwell on high,
Assemble to the Throne of God.
Angelic Bow'r and blest Abode,
Ye awful Hosts, who dwell on high,
Assemble to the Throne of God.
Thither, ye Cherubim, who guide
The measur'd Motion of the Stars,
And o'er the glittering Orbs preside,
Informing the revolving Spheres;
The measur'd Motion of the Stars,
And o'er the glittering Orbs preside,
Informing the revolving Spheres;
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Who on the num'rous Worlds around
Pour down, from blazing Suns, the Day,
In all your Pomp of Glory crown'd,
With prompt Obedience wing your Way.
Pour down, from blazing Suns, the Day,
In all your Pomp of Glory crown'd,
With prompt Obedience wing your Way.
To your Creator's Name inspire
The Song; and with melodious Noise,
The Harp, and Sweetness of the Lyre
Touch skilfully, and give them Voice.
The Song; and with melodious Noise,
The Harp, and Sweetness of the Lyre
Touch skilfully, and give them Voice.
Let the deep Organ utter round
Its swelling Notes, and waken Joy;
And the clear Trumpet's Princely Sound
Break loudly forth, and fill the Sky.
Its swelling Notes, and waken Joy;
And the clear Trumpet's Princely Sound
Break loudly forth, and fill the Sky.
And let the bright Arch-Angel raise
The pealing Symphony Divine;
And in th'Abundance of his Praise,
Your Choral Voices gladly join.
The pealing Symphony Divine;
And in th'Abundance of his Praise,
Your Choral Voices gladly join.
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