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Nay, such philanthropy divine,
 so boundless in degree,
Its marvellous of love extends
 (stoop most profound!) to me:

Let others cruel stars arraign,
 or dwell on their distress;
But let my page, for mercies pour'd,
 a grateful heart express:

Walking, the present God was seen,
 of old, in Eden fair;
The God as present, by plain steps
 of providential care,

I behold passing through my life;
 his awful voice I hear;
And, conscious of my nakedness,
 would hide myself for fear:

But where the trees, or where the clouds
 can cover from his sight?
Naked the centre to that eye,
 to which the sun is night.

As yonder glittering lamps on high
 thro' night illumin'd roll;
My thoughts of him, by whom they shine,
 chace darkness from my soul;

My