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And fills thy veins with verdant juice, 

 Charged thy fair blossoms to produce, 

 And berries scarlet red. 



The triple cell, the twofold seed, 

 A ceaseless treasure-house decreed, 



Whence aye thy race may grow. 

 As from creation they have grown, 

 While Spring shall weave her flowery crown, 



Or vernal breezes blow. 



Who forms thee thus, with unseen hand 1 

 Who at creation gave command. 



And willed thee thus to be ; 

 And keeps thee still in being, through 

 Age after age revolving] Who 



But the great God is he 1 



Omnipotent to work his will; 

 Wise, who contrives each part to fill 



The post to each assigned; 

 Still provident, with sleepless care. 

 To keep, to make thee sweet and fair 



For man's enjoyment — kind ! 



" There is no God," the senseljjfs say : — 

 "O God! why cast'st thou us awayl" 



Of feeble faith and frail. 

 The mourner breathes his anxious thought : — 

 By thee a better lesson taught. 



Sweet lily of the vale ! 



