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Poems on
Part of the 38th and 39th Chapters of Job.
A PARAPHRASE.
Now from the Splendors of his bright Abode
On Wings of all the Winds th' Almighty rode,
And the loud Voice of Thunder spoke the God.
Cherubs, and Seraphs from cœlestial Bow'rs,
Ten thousand thousand! bright, ethereal Pow'rs!
Ministrant round, their radiant Files unfold,
Arm'd in eternal Adamant, and Gold!
Whirlwinds, and thundrous Storms his Chariot drew
'Tween Worlds and Worlds, triumphant as it flew:
On Wings of all the Winds th' Almighty rode,
And the loud Voice of Thunder spoke the God.
Cherubs, and Seraphs from cœlestial Bow'rs,
Ten thousand thousand! bright, ethereal Pow'rs!
Ministrant round, their radiant Files unfold,
Arm'd in eternal Adamant, and Gold!
Whirlwinds, and thundrous Storms his Chariot drew
'Tween Worlds and Worlds, triumphant as it flew:
He