Creation (William Billings)

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For works with similar titles, see Creation.
When I with pleasing wonder stand
And all my frame survey
Lord, 'tis thy work, I own thy hand
Thus built my humble clay
Our life contains a thousand springs,
And dies if one be gone.
Strange that a harp of thousand strings
Should keep in tune so long.

This work was published before January 1, 1923, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.