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.

Two sentiments alone suffice for man, were he to live the age of the rocks - love, and the contemplation of the Deity.

In Job and the Psalms we shall find more sublime ideas, more elevated language, than in any of the heathen versifiers of Greece or Rome.

He rules the world with truth and grace, and makes the nations prove, the glories of His righteousness and wonders of His love.

Hush! my dear, lie still and slumber, Holy angels guard thy bed! Heavenly blessing without number Gently falling on thy head.

Love is amazing, so divine, demands my soul, my life, my all.

To God the Father, God the Son, And God the Spirit, Three in One, Be honour, praise, and glory given By all on earth, and all in heaven.