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Much diff'rent are the Maxims of thy Reign:
Not one, of all thy Creatures, can complain:
$\scriptstyle {\left.{\begin{matrix}\ \\\\\ \ \end{matrix}}\right\}\,}$Almighty tho' Thou art, thy Pow'r is shown
By infinite Beneficence alone,
And Mercy sits, triumphant, on thy Throne.
From ev'ry Coast there lies a Road to Heaven,
And Thou to All a faithful Guide hast giv'n,
A safe Director to point out the Way,
Whom, while they follow, none can ever stray.

Hail, sacred Reason! glorious! and divine!
Bulwark eternal of Religion's Shrine!
Truth's firmest Friend! but Superstition's Foe!
To whom our whole of Happiness we owe!
What Thou command'st, O! let me still obey:
And joyous follow, where Thou lead'st the Way!

Sprung from the Earth, a Creature proud and vain,
Man struts his Time, then sinks to Earth again.

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