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Wak'd my young mind to artificial awe,
To fear the God I only learnt to love.
I saw th' eternal energy pervade 365
The boundless range of nature, with the Sun
Pour life and radiance from his flamy path,
And on the lowliest flowret in the field
The kindly dew-drops shed. All nature's voice
Proclaimed the all-good Parent; nor myself 370
Deem'd I by him neglected. This good Power
My more than Father taught my youth to know,
Knowing to love, and loving to adore.
At earliest morn to him my grateful heart
Pour'd forth th' unstudied prayer, that spake my thanks 375
For mercies oft vouchsaf'd, and humbly ask'd
Protection yet to come. Each flower, that bloom'd
Expanding in the new-born spring, call'd forth
The soul of full devotion. Every morn
My soaring spirit glorified the God 380
Of light, and every evening thank'd the Power
Preserving thro' the day. For sins confest

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