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1 God of the universe, whose hand
Hath filled with suns the fields of space,
Round which, obeying Thy command,
The peopled worlds fulfill their race.
2 How vast the region where Thy hand
Existence, form, and order gives;
Pleased the wide cup with joy to fill
For all that grows, and feels and lives.
3 Lord, while we thank Thee, let us learn
Beneficence to all below;
Those praise Thee best, whose bosoms burn
To spread the gifts from Thee that flow.
4 So at the awful hour of change,
Our frames the bonds of death shall tear,
Through that whole starry vast to range,
Thy bounty to admire and share.
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #16620