A
HYMN
AUthor
of
life
and
light
,
Great
Power
above
!
Parent
of
all
,
whose
very
self
is
love
!
Shall
flatt'ring
reason
make
a
faint
essay
To
paint
one
spark
of
thy
eternal
ray
?
Not
all
the
years
that
in
creation
roll
,
Not
all
the
finer
organs
of
the
soul
;
The
heart
of
man
grows
speechless
in
thy
praise
,
While
angels
,
lost
in
silent
wonder
,
gaze
.
Soon
as
the
morning
trembles
through
the
sky
,
To
wake
the
world
,
we
view
thy
piercing
eye
;
The
tuneful
lark
,
elated
,
leaves
her
nest
,
The
sun's
warm
lustre
beaming
on
her
breast
:
Through
worlds
untold
the
morning
hymns
resound
Till
Heav'n's
high
arch
re-echoes
back
the
sound
.