Thy goodness beyond thought, and Power Divine:

Lowly they bowd adoring, and began

More tuneable then needed Lute or Harp

With wheels yet hovring ore the Ocean brim, [ 140 ]

Fairest of Starrs, last in the train of Night,

Of day-spring, and the Sun, who scarce up risen

Unmeditated, such prompt eloquence

In thy eternal course,九-九-藏-书-网 both when thou climbst,

Discovering in wide Lantskip all the East

Soon as they forth were come to open sight

To add more sweetness, and they thus began.

These are thy glorious works, Parent of good,

Circle his Throne rejoycing, yee in Heavn,

Moon, that now meetst the orient Sun, now flist [ 175 ]

His praise, w藏书网ho out of Darkness calld up Light.

While day arises, that sweet hour of Prime. [ 170 ]

But first from under shadie arborous roof,

Speak yee who best can tell, ye Sons of Light, [ 160 ]

On Earth joyn all ye Creatures to extoll

Thir Orisons, each Morning duly paid [ 145 ]

Unspeakable, who sitst above these Heavens

With the九_九_藏_书_网 fixt Starrs, fixt in thir Orb that flies,

With thy bright Circlet, praise him in thy Spheare

In these thy lowest works, yet these declare

Nor holy rapture wanted they to praise

Acknowledge him thy Greater, sound his praise

Shot paralel to the earth his dewie ray,

Thus wondrous fair; thy self how wondrous then! [ 155 ]

If 99lｉb•ｎetbetter thou belong not to the dawn,

In mystic Dance not without Song, resound

Him first, him last, him midst, and without end. [ 165 ]

And yee five other wandring Fires that move

And when high Noon hast gaind, and when thou fallst.

Flowd from thir lips, in Prose or numerous Verse, [ 150 ]

Thir Maker, in fit strains pronounct or www•99ｌiｂ.ｎｅｔsung

And choral symphonies, Day without Night,

Sure pledge of day, that crownst the smiling Morn

Almightie, thine this universal Frame,

In various style, for neither various style

Angels, for yee behold him, and with songs

Thou Sun, of this great World both Eye and Soule,

Of Paradise and Edens happie Plains,

To us invisible or dimly seen