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Poems (Hornblower)/Sonnet (Upon the hill of Mars the Apostle trod)

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4559284Poems — SonnetJane Elizabeth Roscoe Hornblower
SONNET.
Upon the hill of Mars the Apostle trod,And cried aloud, with the Athenians round—Ye men of Athens, as I past, I foundInscribed an altar, 'To the unknown God!'Whom thus ye worship, ignorantly awed,Him I declare to you!—The mighty One,The Lord of heaven and earth, who dwells alone.Not in the temples made with hands—Him laudAnd glorify, and praise; who giveth breath,And life, and all things—who one blood hath givenTo every separate nation under heaven;And set the bounds of time, and change, and death—The living God! O!lift your eyes to Him,Who is not far 'from each, although your sight bedim.