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That now still clearer, from their pure expanse,
    I see the mercy of thine aspect shine,
Touching death's features with a lovely glance
    Of light, serenely, solemnly divine,
And lending to each holy star a ray
As of kind eyes, that woo my soul away:
I bless thee, O my God!

That I have heard thy voice, nor been afraid,
    In the earth's garden—'midst the mountains old,
And the low thrillings of the forest shade,
    And the wild sounds of waters uncontroll'd,
And upon many a desert plain and shore—
No solitude—for there I felt thee more:
I bless thee, O my God!

And if thy spirit on thy child hath shed
    The gift, the vision of the unseal'd eye,
To pierce the mist o'er life's deep meanings spread,
    To reach the hidden fountain-urns that lie