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Though his great attributes, beyond our scan,. 

 Yet is he Father to his offspring Man ! 

 Though glory, majesty, and light his throne, 

 The earth his footstool, and the world his own ; 

 Though seraphs' tongues loud hallelujahs raise, 

 And heavenly hosts, unnumber'd, hymn his praise, 

 Yet is the contrite heart his temple still, 

 Which he with joy ineffable can fill; 

 Amidst the songs of angels, pray'r ascends 

 From mortal lips, and with that incense blends , 

 The secret sigh, the penitential tear, 

 Receive a blessing from the. God we fear : 

 His awful terrors veil'd from human eyes, 

 'Tis mercy gilds the Christian's opening skies ! 

 From them did Bethlehem's star illume the night - 

 From them the Dove celestial wing'd her flight; 

 From them, the holy benediction came, 

 Proclaiming Christ, the great Immanuel's name.: 

 From them the Gospel light on thee shall shine; 

 And give thy country day, as bright as mine. 

 Thy delegated Triad then shall fail, 

 And One Eternal Father thou shalt hail ! 

 That glorious Saviour then thy sons shall know, 

 Who came from heaven these blessings to bestow: 

 To Him the brahmin proud shall bend the knee, 

 And outcast Pooleah from his chains be free.: 

 The differing castes shall cease ignoble strife, 

 And poor Chandalahs eat the Bread of Life. 

 In virtue's path shall all serenely glide, 

 For God's eternal word shall be their guide ! 

 '* With him no high, no low, no great, no small,' ! 

 His mercy and his love extend to all, 

 Who meekly humble hear the shepherds voice, 

 And wisely make his heavenly fold their choice;: 

 For all are ransom'd by his wondrous love., 

 All are invited to the realms above : 



