Poems (Edwards)/The Thunder Storm
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THE THUNDER STORM.
I hear the muttering thunders roll,
I see the lightnings fly,
Like comets starting into life,
Along the darkened sky.
I see the lightnings fly,
Like comets starting into life,
Along the darkened sky.
How beautiful! how grand! how bright!
How glorious! how sublime!
My soul seems borne away from earth,
Beyond the bounds of time.
How glorious! how sublime!
My soul seems borne away from earth,
Beyond the bounds of time.
I love to stand in rapt delight,
And see the lightnings fly,
As if with darts of living fire,
They sought to cleave the sky.
And see the lightnings fly,
As if with darts of living fire,
They sought to cleave the sky.
In each electric flash I see
God's majesty and might;
He rides upon the stormy wind
And clothes himself with light.
God's majesty and might;
He rides upon the stormy wind
And clothes himself with light.
The fool has said, "there is no God,"
But let him look on high,
When through the air those lightning fires
In wild confusion fly.
But let him look on high,
When through the air those lightning fires
In wild confusion fly.
When bursting thunder shakes the ground,
And mighty forests nod
Before the rushing of the winds,—
He feels there is a God.
And mighty forests nod
Before the rushing of the winds,—
He feels there is a God.