1 Author of Being, Source of Light,
With never fading Beauties bright,
Thou, Fullness, Goodness, rolling round
Thy own fair Orb without a Bound.
Ei, or Jao, thee we hail,
Great Essence that canst never fail!
By Grecian or Barbarick Name,
Thy steadfast Being still the same!
2 Thee may thy humble Supplicants call
Or Truth, or Good, or One, or All!
Thee, when fair Morning greets the Skies
With rosy Cheeks and humid Eyes,
Thee, ween the sweet declining Day
Now sinks in purple Waves away,
Thee will I sing, O Parent Jove,
And teach the World to praise and love.
3 Lo! yonder azure Vault on high,
Lo! yonder blue, low, liquid Sky,
Lo! Earth on its firm Basis plac'd,
And round with circling Waves embrac'd;
All these creating Power confess,
All these their mighty Maker bless;
And still thy powerful Hands sustain
Both Earth and Heav'n, both Firm and Main.