His Immensity.

HIS IMMENSITY.

NOT heaven alone is thine abode, Maker and Lord of all; For thou, the ever present God, Pervadest thro' the whole.

The gentle zephyr speaks thy love; Thunders and storms thy power: Thou shin'st in suns, and stars above; And here in every flower.

Not present more where man is plac'd, In groves and flowery meads: Than rocks and sea and barren waste, And where no footstep treads.

Yet not to earth and those it own, Thou, Lord, can'st be confin'd; Thro' thy creation equal known, Acknowledg'd, present, kind.

Thro' all diffus'd, o'er all enthron'd, Immense is thine abode; Beyond what countless worlds can bound, Thro' all th' existing God.