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HYMN.
O! better far the heavenly ray
Had never beamed on mortal sight,
With tidings of eternal day,
To break the dreary gloom of night;

Better the pure inspiring page,
That breathes of virtue and of peace,
Had never blest a sinking age,
Or bade the reign of darkness cease;

Than that the world, with hope so bright,
Breathing of immortality,
Should turn away its grovelling sight
To feed on human vanity;

With glories all revealed, should turn
To feed each low, each earth-born sense,
Nor feel one aspiration burn
For goodness—for Omnipotence!