The Illustrated London Reading Book by Various
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There's not a leaf within the bower,
There's not a bird upon the tree, There's not a dew-drop on the flower, But bears the impress, Lord, of Thee! Thy hand the varied leaf design'd, And gave the bird its thrilling tone; Thy power the dew-drops' tints combined, Till like a diamond's blaze they shone! Yes, dew-drops, leaves, and buds, and all-- The smallest, like the greatest things-- The sea's vast space, the earth's wide ball, Alike proclaim thee King of Kings. But man alone to bounteous heaven Thanksgiving's conscious strains can raise; To favour'd man alone 'tis given, To join the angelic choir in praise! * * * * * THE STEPPING-STONES. The struggling rill insensibly is grown Into a brook of loud and stately march, |
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