Ere man, by his direful fall, made it
A prey to destruction and death,
When the glory of God was upon it
And Peace, ladened each spicy breath.
A prey to destruction and death,
When the glory of God was upon it
And Peace, ladened each spicy breath.
When sparkling with fresh dewy garlands
She traversed her orbit of light,
And nature's electrical voices
Rejoiced at the wonderful sight.
She traversed her orbit of light,
And nature's electrical voices
Rejoiced at the wonderful sight.
How the glad morning-stars sang together
While the moon in the blue zenith hung,
And the sons of God shouted for joy
In the days when the green earth was young.
While the moon in the blue zenith hung,
And the sons of God shouted for joy
In the days when the green earth was young.
And their happy songs glanced on the waters
And echoed from mountain to glen,
Till a few stray notes borne on the ages
Floated down to the children of men.
And echoed from mountain to glen,
Till a few stray notes borne on the ages
Floated down to the children of men.
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