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A Solar Simile. On Isa. xlii. 2.
As morning suns serene as bright arise,
And silent spread their radiance o'er the skies;
Their orbs high fix'd above this turbid sphere,
Tho' struck the sight, strike not the tenderest ear.
And silent spread their radiance o'er the skies;
Their orbs high fix'd above this turbid sphere,
Tho' struck the sight, strike not the tenderest ear.
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No noise, no hurry in their motion seen,
Gradual as great, and silent as serene.
Unheard they shine, and tending to their end,
Silent they rise, and silent they descend.
Gradual as great, and silent as serene.
Unheard they shine, and tending to their end,
Silent they rise, and silent they descend.
So should the Christian, like the passing sun,
From his first rising to his going down:
Be seen, not heard, and like the solar ray,
Silent illume and visual warm the day.
Like his great Lord, that sun of glory, shine,
Calm in his rise, and meek in his decline!
From his first rising to his going down:
Be seen, not heard, and like the solar ray,
Silent illume and visual warm the day.
Like his great Lord, that sun of glory, shine,
Calm in his rise, and meek in his decline!
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