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THANKS TO GOD FOR THE GIFT OF HEAVEN.

Who to man's sight unfolds the bliss above?
Who on lost man bestows that blissful prize?
Who bids the musing spirit thither rise,
The heart desire it, and the mind approve?
Who, when the wayward thoughts to distance rove,
Recalls them home, and points them to the skies?
Who gives the terms, and strength withal supplies
To heed and keep them? He whose name is love.
He sent, from heaven's adoring hosts among,
His Son to save us: He to heavenly rest
Invites his saved. O, be his bounty sung,
To him be glory, thanks, and praise addrest:
The loud Hosanna of the tuneful tongue,
The deep still homage of the thoughtful breast!