The Beauties of Burn's Poems/The First Six Verses of the Ninetieth Psalm

by Robert Burns (1759-1796)

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The First Six Verses

Of the Nintieth Psalm.

O Thou, the first, the greatest Friend,Of all the human race!Whose strong right-hand has ever beenTheir stay and dwelling-place:

Before the mountains heav'd their headsBeneath thy forming hand,Before this pond'rous globe itselfArose at Thy command.

That Pow'r which rais'd, and still upholdsThis universal frame,From countless unbeginning time,Was ever still the same.

Those mighty periods of years,Which seem to us so vastAppear no more before thy sightThan yesterday that's past.

Thou giv'st the word: Thy creature, man,Is to existence brought:Again, Thou say'st, 'Ye sons of men,'Return ye into nought.'

Thou layest them, with all their cares,In everlasting sleep;As with a flood Thou tak'st them offWith overwhelming sweep.

They flourish like the morning flow'r,In beauty's pride array'd;But long e'er night, cut down, it liesAll wither'd and decay'd.

 

Divider from 'The Beauties of Burn's Poems' a chapbook printed in Falkirk in 1819