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The full delight and gratitude
Which warms this weak and erring heart?
Can they steal o'er the human mind
With such a charm, as all these works
Of the divine Creator give?
Here I can gaze, and wheresoe'er
I turn, perfection's visible,
All is perfect, for 'tis thy work,
Thou great and infinite Supreme!
Yes, ev'ry plant and blade of grass
Bear witness of thy bounteous hand.
Here, as I look around, I feel
How weak and frail a thing is man.
Here, I can reason with myself,
My mind unruffled, and my heart
Inspir'd with gratitude and love,
Raising my soul from this vain world
To heavenly contemplation.
What am I among thy creatures,
Great Father of the Universe,
That thou should'st thus regard me?—
Which warms this weak and erring heart?
Can they steal o'er the human mind
With such a charm, as all these works
Of the divine Creator give?
Here I can gaze, and wheresoe'er
I turn, perfection's visible,
All is perfect, for 'tis thy work,
Thou great and infinite Supreme!
Yes, ev'ry plant and blade of grass
Bear witness of thy bounteous hand.
Here, as I look around, I feel
How weak and frail a thing is man.
Here, I can reason with myself,
My mind unruffled, and my heart
Inspir'd with gratitude and love,
Raising my soul from this vain world
To heavenly contemplation.
What am I among thy creatures,
Great Father of the Universe,
That thou should'st thus regard me?—
