O thou, my Lord Almighty, great and wise, Of skilful strength thy brighter beings leading, And eftsoon come again. Thou wisely stirrest No one is mightier, greater than Thou art, No one was made thine equal: need was none, Of all these works which thou hast wrought, to Thee; But, at the willing of thy power, the world And everything within it didst thou make, Great is thy goodness,-think it out who will; Thou and Thy good; thine own; not from without, Neither did any goodness come to Thee: But, well I know, thy goodness is Most Good To us, from outwardly, from God himself, For thou, All good, of thine own thought didst think, But Thou without a model madest all, Lord God of men, Almighty, very good, Being thyself of all the Highest good! The world, this midway garden, didst create; Yet not alike in all ways; and didst name The wet with dry, the chilly with the hot. Over this earth, and ground is nethermost. Which by thy thought thou workest, that distinctly |