Song to David Immortal honor, endless fame, Attend the Almighty Father's name; Who for lost man's redemption died; And equal adoration be, Eternal Paraclete, to thee. 3533 Translated from the Latin of St. Gregory the Great(?) by John Dryden [1631-1700] SONG TO DAVID SUBLIME-invention ever young, O'er meaner strains supreme. His muse, bright angel of his verse, Blest light still gaining on the gloom, The Abishag of his age. He sang of God-the mighty source Commences, reigns, and ends. Tell them, I AM, Jehovah said At once above, beneath, around, All Nature, without voice or sound, Replied, O LORD, THOU ART. The world, the clustering spheres, He made; The glorious light, the soothing shade, Dale, champaign, grove, and hill; The multitudinous abyss, Where Secrecy remains in bliss, And Wisdom hides her skill. The pillars of the Lord are seven, His Word accomplished the design, From Christ enthroned, to Man. For Adoration all the ranks Of Angels yield eternal thanks, And David in the midst; With God's good poor, which, last and least For Adoration, David's Psalms And he, who kneels and chants, For Adoration, in the dome Of Christ, the sparrows find a home, The swallow also dwells with thee, Within his Saviour's church. Sweet is the dew that falls betimes, Sweet, Hermon's fragrant air: Sweet is the lily's silver bell, 3535 Song to David Sweet the young nurse, with love intense, Sweet, when the lost arrive: Sweet the musician's ardor beats, While his vague mind's in quest of sweets, Strong is the horse upon his speed; Which makes at once his game: Strong is the lion-like a coal But stronger still, in earth and air, And far beneath the tide: And in the seat to fate assigned, Where ask is have, where seek is find, Precious the penitential tear; Acceptable to God: And precious are the winning flowers, Glorious the sun in mid career; Glorious the assembled fires appear; Glorious the comet's train: Glorious the trumpet and alarm; Glorious the Almighty's stretched-out arm; Glorious the enraptured main; Glorious the northern lights astream; Glorious the song, when God's the theme; Glorious-more glorious-is the crown Thou that stupendous truth believed;- Determined, dared, and done! Christopher Smart [1722-1771] NOX NOCTI INDICAT SCIENTIAM WHEN I survey the bright Celestial sphere; So rich with jewels hung, that night My soul her wings doth spread The Almighty's mysteries to read For the bright firmament Shoots forth no flame So silent, but is eloquent In speaking the Creator's name. No unregarded star Contracts its light Into so small a character, Removed far from our human sight, But if we steadfast look We shall discern In it, as in some holy book, How man may heavenly knowledge learn. "The Spacious Firmament on High" 3537 It tells the conqueror That far-stretched power, Which his proud dangers traffic for, That from the farthest North, Some nation may, Yet undiscovered, issue forth, And o'er his new-got conquest sway: Some nation yet shut in With hills of ice May be let out to scourge his sin, And then they likewise shall For as yourselves your empires fall, Thus those celestial fires, Though seeming mute, The fallacy of our desires And all the pride of life confute: For they have watched since first And found sin in itself accurst, And nothing permanent on earth. William Habington [1605-1654] "THE SPACIOUS FIRMAMENT ON HIGH" From "The Spectator," No. 465 THE spacious firmament on high, With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heavens, a shining frame, Their great Original proclaim. The unwearied Sun, from day to day, Does his Creator's power display; |