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Poem December 16, 1820

Richmond Enquirer

Richmond, Richmond County, Virginia

What is this article about?

Devotional poem inspired by Psalm 94:16-17, praising God as the creator and source of light, day, night, sun, and seasons, portraying nature's beauty as reflections of divine glory.

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Psalm xciv. 16, 17.

"The day is thine: the night also is thine: thou hast prepared the light and the sun. Thou hast set all the borders of the earth: thou hast made summer and winter."

Thou art, Oh God! the life and light
Of all the wondrous world we see;
Its glow by day, its smile by night,
Are but reflections caught from thee:
Where'er we turn, thy glorious shrine,
And all things fair and bright are thine.

When day, with farewell beam, delays
Among the opening clouds of even,
And we can almost think we gaze
Through golden vistas into heaven;
Those hues that make the sun's decline
So soft, so radiant, LORD! are thine.

When night, with wings of starry gloom,
O'ershades all the earth and skies,
Like some dark, beauteous bird, whose plume
Is sparkling with unnumber'd eyes;
That sacred gloom, those fires divine,
So grand, so countless, LORD! are thine.

When youthful spring around us breathes,
Thy Spirit warms her fragrant sigh;
And every flower the summer wreathes,
Is born beneath that kindling eye:
Where'er we turn, thy glories shine,
And all things fair and bright are thine.

What sub-type of article is it?

Hymn Ode

What themes does it cover?

Religious Faith Nature Seasons

What keywords are associated?

Psalm 94 God Creation Divine Light Nature Praise Seasons Hymn Religious Ode

Poem Details

Subject

On Psalm Xciv. 16, 17

Form / Style

Rhymed Stanzas With Refrain

Key Lines

Thou Art, Oh God! The Life And Light Of All The Wondrous World We See; Its Glow By Day, Its Smile By Night, Are But Reflections Caught From Thee: Where'er We Turn, Thy Glorious Shrine, And All Things Fair And Bright Are Thine. Where'er We Turn, Thy Glories Shine, And All Things Fair And Bright Are Thine.

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