The Cadiz sentinel. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 184?-1851, 1844-03-28
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o thou eternal One! whose presence bright
All space doth occupy, all motion guide
Unchanged through tiInes's all devastating flight,
Thou only God! There is no God beside!
Being above all beings! Mighty One
Whom none can comprehend and none explore;
Who fill'st existence with 1hyself alone:
Embracing all,--supporting ruling DER
Being whom we call God-and know no more: Y
1t its sublime research, philosophy
May measure out the ocean Geep-may count
The sands or the SUMS rays-but God for Thee
There is no weight nor measure none can mount
Up to Thy mysteries. Reasons brightest spark,
Though liindled by Thy light, in vain would try
To trace Thy counsels, infinite and dark,
And thought is lost ere thought can soar so high;
E'en like past moments iii eternity.
Thou from primeyal nothingness didst call,
First chaos, then existence ;--Lord on Thee
Eternity had its foundation:-all
Sprung forth from Thee of light, joy, harmony,
Sole origin all life, all beauty Thine
Thy word created ALL and doth create;
Thy splendor fills all space with rays divine
Thou art, and vert, and shall be, Glorious! Great!
Light giving, life sustaining Potentate!
Thy chains the unmeasured universe surround,
Upheld by Thee, by Thee inspired with breath
Thou the beginning with the end hast bound,
And beautifully mingled life and death!
AS sparks mount up from the fiery blaze,
So suns are born, as worlds spring forth from Thee;
And as the spangles in the sunny rays
shine round the silver snow--the pageantry
OfHeaven's bright army glitters in Thy praise.
A million torches lighted by Thy hand
Wander unweaioa through the blue abyss:
They own Thy power, accomplish thy command;
All gay with life, all eloquent with bliss, n
What shall we oall theni2 Piles of crystal light
A h,.Ior r.,c,.,
Lamps Of celestial ether burning bright--q
Suns lighting systems with their Joyous beams!
But Thou to these art as tho noon to night.
Yes! as a drop Of water in tho sea,
All this magnifcence in Thee is lost:
What are ten thousand worlds compared to Thee!
And what am | then? Heavens sunnumbered host,
Though multiplied by myriads, and arrayed
In all the glory of sublimest thought,
Is but an atom in the balance weighed
Against thy greatness, is a cypher brought
Against infnity What am then! Nought
Nought! But the influence of Thy light divine,
Pervading worlds, hath reached my bosom too;
Yes in my spirit doth Thy spirit shine
As shines the sunbeam in drop of dew.
Naught! but live, and on hopes pinions fly
Eager towards thy presence; for in Thee
live, and breathe, and dwell; aspiring high,
Even to the throne of Thy divinity
am, o God and surely Thou must be!
Thou art directing, guiding all, Thou art
Direct my understanding then to Thee;
Control my spirit, guide my wandering heart:
Though but an atom midst immensity,
Still am something, fashioned by Thy hand
hold a middle rank twixt heaven and earth,
On the last verge of mortal being stand
Close to the realms where angels have their birth,
Just on the boundary of the spirit land!
The chaih of being is complete in me;
In me is matters last graduation lost,
And the next step is spirit-Deity!
can command the lightning, and am dust!
A monarch, and slave; worm, a God!
Whence came here? and how SO marvellously
Constructed and conceivedl unknown this clod
Lives surely through some other energy;
For from itself alone it could not be
Creator, yes Thy wisdom and Thy word
Created me! Thou source Of life and good.
Thou Spirit of my spirit and my Lord!
Thy light Thy love- in their bright plentitude,
Filled me with an immortal soul to spring
Over theabyss of death, and bade it wear
The garments of eternal day, and wing
Its heavenly fight beyond this little sphere,
Even to its source-to Thee-its Author there
o thoughts inefable! visions blest!
Though worthless conceptions all of Thee.
Yet shall thy shadowed image fill our breast,
And watt its homage to Thy Deity.
God thus alonem lowly thoughts can soar;
Thus seek Thy presence-Being wise and good
Midst Thy vast works admire, obey, adore;
'And when the tongue is eloquent no more;
The soul shall speak in tears of gratitude.