” Ensconced upon My visible throne,

Thy heavens unveil invisible home,

Oe’r orb below, where resteth feet,

That fall on spring, e’en winter’s sleet.

Surveying athwart ‘zure sky I made,

‘Bove sheltered vert which lends you shade;

I tread aloft swirled ocean’s girth,

And sow shrill winds their roaming berth.

I lit the sun and trimmed crag moon,

To govern pitch night and pilot noon;

Thee shaped vast globe with rushing tides,

Volcanic bursts gave birth her size.

I forged mankind from common earth,

Thenst breathed within, his ‘ternal worth.

Created trees, the bees and birds,

And fed my prophets godly words;

Decided vault of faithful blue,

Should still remain arched over you;

Begat wild beasts, invented flowers,

Built fortresses of scented towers,

Which catcheth eyne of creeping things,

The lonesome maid; each bird that sings.

Hark, ev’ry wing and every sting,

Yea, ev’ry unnamed living thing;

I spread abroad Thy lithic table,

Instilled with wisdom; made them able.

Lo, set fixed bounds of seven seas,

And gave dominion to whom did please.

I save my herd from deathly sin,

Thenst Grace them with victorious win.

Aye, dandle lambs ‘pon ancient knees,

For whom my Christ turned Kingdom keys,

Bequeathing words hid ‘fore void night,

Since day I said, ‘ Let there be light ‘. “

THE  END