115. L. M. Fergus. God the Creator. 1 The Spirit moved upon the waves That darkly rolled, a shoreless sea; He spake the word, and light burst forth, A glorious, bright immensity. 2 At his command, the mountains heaved Their rocky pinnacles on high, Island and continent displayed Their desert grandeur to the sky. 3 The voice of God was heard again, And lovely flowers and graceful trees Appeared on every vale and plain, And perfumes floated on the breeze. 4 The word went forth, and vast and high The heavenly orbs gave out their light, O'er all the earth and sea and sky; The rulers of the day and night.
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