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Earth, thou great footstool of our God, who reigns on high; thou fruitful source of all our raiment, life, and food; our house, our parent, and our nurse.
Let dogs delight to bark and bite, For God hath made them so; Let bears and lions growl and fight, For 't is their nature too.
Fly, like a youthful hart or roe, Over the hills where spices grow.
And while the lamp holds out to burn, The vilest sinner may return.
To prevent and suppress rising resentment is wise and glorious, is manly and divine.
From all who dwell below the skies Let the Creator's praise arise; Let the Redeemer's name be sung Through every land, by every tongue.
So, when a raging fever burns, We shift from side to side by turns; And 't is a poor relief we gain To change the place, but keep the pain.
Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear My voice ascending high.
For Satan finds some mischief still For idle hands to do.
Were I so tall to reach the pole, Or grasp the ocean with my span, I must be measured by my soul: The mind 's the standard of the man.
