Psalm Civ. Paraphrased Poem Rhyme Scheme

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To praise thy Author Soul do not forget	A
Canst thou in gratitude deny the debt	A
Lord thou art great how great we cannot know	B
Honour and majesty do round thee flow	B
The purest rays of primogenial light	C
Compose thy robes and make them dazzling bright	C
The heavens and all the wide spread orbs on high	D
Thou like a curtain stretch'd of curious dye	D
On the devouring flood thy chambers are	E
Establish'd a lofty cloud's thy car	E
Which quick through the ethereal road doth fly	D
On swift wing'd winds that shake the troubled sky	D
Of spiritual substance angels thou didst frame	F
Active and bright piercing and quick as flame	F
Thou'st firmly founded this unwieldy earth	G
Stand fast for aye thou saidst at nature's birth	G
The swelling flood thou o'er the earth madest creep	H
And coveredst it with the vast hoary deep	H
Then hills and vales did no distinction know	B
But level'd nature lay oppress'd below	B
With speed they at thy awful thunder's roar	I
Shrinked within the limits of their shore	I
Through secret tracts they up the mountains creep	H
And rocky caverns fruitful moisture weep	H
Which sweetly through the verdant vales doth glide	J
Till 'tis devoured by the greedy tide	J
The feeble sands thou'st made the ocean's mounds	K
Its foaming waves shall ne'er repass these bounds	K
Again to triumph over the dry grounds	K
Between the hills grazed by the bleating kind	L
Soft warbling rills their mazy way do find	L
By him appointed fully to supply	D
When the hot dogstar fires the realms on high	D
The raging thirst of every sickening beast	M
Of the wild ass that roams the dreary waste	N
The feather'd nations by their smiling sides	O
In lowly brambles or in trees abide	J
By nature taught on them they rear their nests	P
That with inimitable art are dress'd	Q
They for the shade and safety of the wood	R
With natural music cheer the neighbourhood	R
He doth the clouds with genial moisture fill	S
Which on the shr ivel'd ground they bounteously distil	S
And nature's lap with various blessings crowd	R
The giver God all creatures cry aloud	R
With freshest green he clothes the fragrant mead	R
Whereon the grazing herds wanton and feed	R
With vital juice he makes the plants abound	R
And herbs securely spring above the ground	R
That man may be sustain'd beneath the toil	T
Of manuring the ill producing soil	T
Which with a plenteous harvest does at last	R
Cancel the memory of labours past	R
Yields him the product of the generous vine	U
And balmy oil that makes his face to shine	U
Fills all his granaries with a loaden crop	V
Against the bare barren winter his great prop	V
The trees of God with kindly sap do swell	W
E'en cedars tall in Lebanon that dwell	W
Upon whose lofty tops the birds erect	R
Their nests as careful nature does direct	R
The long neck'd storks unto the fir trees fly	D
And with their cackling cries disturb the sky	D
To unfrequented hills wild goats resort	R
And on bleak rocks the nimble conies sport	R
The changing moon he clad with silver light	R
To check the black dominion of the night	R
High through the skies in silent state she rides	O
And by her rounds the fleeting time divides	O
The circling sun doth in due time decline	U
And unto shades the murmuring world resign	U
Dark night thou makest succeed the cheerful day	R
Which forest beasts from their lone caves survey	R
They rouse themselves creep out and search their prey	R
Young hungry lions from their dens come out	R
And mad on blood stalk fearfully about	R
They break night's silence with their hideous roar	I
And from kind heaven their nightly prey implore	I
Just as the lark begins to stretch her wing	X
And flickering on her nest makes short essays to sing	X
And the sweet dawn with a faint glimmering light	R
Unveils the face of nature to the sight	R
To their dark dens they take their hasty flight	R
Not so the husbandman for with the sun	Y
He does his pleasant course of labours run	Y
Home with content in the cool e'en returns	Z
And his sweet toils until the morn adjourns	Z
How many are thy wondrous works O Lord	R
They of thy wisdom solid proofs afford	R
Out of thy boundless goodness thou didst fill	S
With riches and delights both vale and hill	S
E'en the broad ocean wherein do abide	R
Monsters that flounce upon the boiling tide	R
And swarms of lesser beasts and fish beside	R
'Tis there that daring ships before the wind	R
Do send amain and make the port assign'd	R
'Tis there that Leviathan sports and plays	A2
And spouts his water in the face of day	R
For food with gaping mouth they wait on thee	B2
If thou withhold'st they pine they faint they die	D
Thou bountifully opest thy liberal hand	R
And scatter'st plenty both on sea and land	R
Thy vital spirit makes all things live below	B
The face of nature with new beauties glow	B
God's awful glory ne'er will have an end	R
To vast eternity it will extend	R
When he surveys his works at the wide sight	R
He doth rejoice and take divine delight	R
His looks the earth into its centre shakes	C2
A touch of his to smoke the mountains makes	C2
I'll to God's honour consecrate my lays	A2
And when I cease to be I'll cease to praise	A2
Upon the Lord a sublime lofty theme	D2
My meditations sweet my joys supreme	D2
Let daring sinners feel thy vengeful rod	R
May they no more be known by their abode	R
My soul and all my powers O bless the Lord	R
And the whole race of men with one accord	R

James Thomson

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