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LINES,
SUGGESTED BY A RELIGIOUS LECTURE.
In every age, in every various clime,
From the first day that marked the race of time,
With different aspect, colour, powers, and mind,
One faith, one hope has yet aroused mankind,
Poured its blest beams amid the deepest night,
And waked even savage bosoms to delight.—
One hope, one faith, that an all-powerful care
Called forth a world so beautiful and fair,
That one great Spirit o'er its frame presides,
Watches its changes, and its motion guides.
The untutored Indian hears him in the storm,
And in the cloud careering, seeks his form;
In the wild waving of the woods at even,
To him the breeze seems whispering of Heaven;
And though invisible and far He be,
He reads his Maker marked on every tree.
How gains he thus, amid that darkest lot,
A knowledge wealth of worlds may equal not;
From the first day that marked the race of time,
With different aspect, colour, powers, and mind,
One faith, one hope has yet aroused mankind,
Poured its blest beams amid the deepest night,
And waked even savage bosoms to delight.—
One hope, one faith, that an all-powerful care
Called forth a world so beautiful and fair,
That one great Spirit o'er its frame presides,
Watches its changes, and its motion guides.
The untutored Indian hears him in the storm,
And in the cloud careering, seeks his form;
In the wild waving of the woods at even,
To him the breeze seems whispering of Heaven;
And though invisible and far He be,
He reads his Maker marked on every tree.
How gains he thus, amid that darkest lot,
A knowledge wealth of worlds may equal not;
