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SPECIMENS

OF

ENGLISH POETRY.

TUT

PROVIDENCE.

A HYMN.
The Lord my pasture shall prepare,
And feed me with a shepherd's care;
His presence shall my wants supply,
And guard me with a watchful eye:
My noon-day walks he shall attend,
And all my midnight hours defend.

When in the sultry glebe I faint,
Or on the thirsty mountain pant;
To fertile vales and dewy meads
My weary wandering steps he leads,
Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow,
Amid the verdant landscape flow.
Though in the paths of death I tread,
With gloomy horrors overspread,
My steadfast heart shall fear no ill,
For thou, O Lord, art with me still;
Thy friendly crook shall give me aid,
And guide me through the dreadful shada

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Though in a bare and rugged way,
Through devious lonely wilds I stray, 20
Thy bounty shall my pains beguile :
The barren wilderness shall smile,
With sudden greens and herbage crown'd,
And streams shall murmur all around.

ADDISON.

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GRATITUDE
WHEN all thy mercies, O my God,

My rising soul surveys;
Transported with the view, I'm lost

In wonder, love, and praise.
O how shall words with equal warmth

The gratitude declare,
That glows within my ravish'd heart !

But Thou canst read it there.
Thy providence my life sustain'd,

And all my wants redrest,
When in the silent womb I lay,

And hung upon the breast.
To all my weak complaints and cries

Thy mercy lent an ear,
Ere yet my feeble thoughts had learnid

To form themselves in prayer.
Unnumber'd comforts to my soul

Thy tender care bestow'd, Before my infant heart conceived

From whom those comforts flow'd. When in the slippery paths of youth

With heedless steps I ran,

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