Poems by Felicia Dorothea Browne/Hymn 2

by Felicia Hemans

For works with similar titles, see Hymn.

HYMN.

Oh! thou Creator, Father, Friend,
    Source of all blessings mortals prize,
Let nature's praise to thee ascend,
    In swelling chorus to the skies.

Most high, ineffable, supreme,
    Celestial, awful, brightest bright;
The cherubim's inspiring theme,
    Enrob'd in glory, crown'd with light!

When solemn thunders distant roll,
    And when the vivid lightnings dart,
They strike upon th' astonish'd soul,
    And speak thy pow'r to ev'ry heart.