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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=397016" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Praise Of Creation</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Creation fires my tongue! <br>Nature thy anthems raise; <br>And spread the universal song <br>Of thy Creator's praise! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Heaven's chief delight was Man <br>Before Creation's birth-- <br>Ordained with joy to lead the van, <br>And reign the lord of earth. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When Sin was quite unknown, <br>And all the woes it brought, <br>He hailed the morn without a groan <br>Or one corroding thought. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When each revolving wheel <br>Assumed its sphere sublime, <br>Submissive Earth then heard the peal, <br>And struck the march of time. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The march in Heaven begun, <br>And splendor filled the skies, <br>When Wisdom bade the morning Sun <br>With joy from chaos rise. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The angels heard the tune <br>Throughout creation ring: <br>They seized their golden harps as soon <br>And touched on every string. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When time and space were young, <br>And music rolled along-- <br>The morning stars together sung, <br>And Heaven was drown'd in song. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ye towering eagles soar, <br>And fan Creation's blaze, <br>And ye terrific lion's roar, <br>To your Creator's praise. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Responsive thunders roll, <br>Loud acclamations sound, <br>And show your Maker's vast control <br>O'er all the worlds around. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Stupendous mountains smoke, <br>And lift your summits high, <br>To him who all your terrors woke, <br>Dark'ning the sapphire sky. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now let my muse descend, <br>To view the march below-- <br>Ye subterraneous worlds attend <br>And bid your chorus flow. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ye vast volcanoes yell, <br>Whence fiery cliffs are hurled; <br>And all ye liquid oceans swell <br>Beneath the solid world. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ye cataracts combine, <br>Nor let the pæan cease-- <br>The universal concert join, <br>Thou dismal precipice. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But halt my feeble tongue, <br>My weary muse delays: <br>But, oh my soul, still float along <br>Upon the flood of praise!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=George+Moses+Horton">George Moses Horton</a><div class=q>
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Nature thy anthems raise; 
And spread the universal song 
Of thy Creator's praise! 

Heaven's chief delight was Man 
Before Creation's birth-- 
Ordained with joy to lead the van, 
And reign the lord of earth. 

When Sin ..."></div>
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