Religion & morality > Poem on the creation of the world, or, A meditation on the wonderful operation of the divine hand

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And by his Neefings there doth fliine
A Light that is lb clear;
His Eyes like to the Eye-lids of
The Morning doth appear.
Out of his Mouth go burning Lamps
And Sparks of Fire leap out
Out of his Noftrils Smoke, as from
A feething Fot goes out.
His Breath it kindleth Coals, a Flame
Out of his Mouth it burns;
In his Neck Strength remains, and Grief
To Joy before him turns.
Thus far my Thoughts on thefe five Days
that’s part,
What follows now is the fixth and the laft.
The Air above the Waters here below
With living Creatures both are furnifh’d fo.
The Bird now foars aloft into the Air,
Now freely flies, and fweetly fingeth there.
TheFilh, tho’ mute, dothather Pleafurefwim,
And play herfelf in to the gliding Stream.
The Earth, who by its Maker was defign’d
To be a Dwelling for the human Kind,
Void of all Creatures, ftill as yet doth ly; 7
The Lord, to (hew his All-fufficiency, j-
Doth next and laft in Order it fupply. y
The Lord he doth then upon the iixth Day,
Creating Power again once more difplay,
By which the Earth, which empty was before,
Of living Creiitures he doth richly ftore.
As each Day’s Work that did this Day preceed,
Even fo doth this great Admiration breed.
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