Young Virgins: The rising world Jehovah crown'd With bright magnificence around! He hung the radiant orbs on high, And pour'd the sunbeams through the sky; He lent the flow'rs their lovely glow, And breath'd the fragrance they bestow; The plains with verdant charms array'd, And beautify'd with green the glade. Israelites: O mortals, if around us here So wond'rous all his works appear, Ah think with awe, ye sons of men, How wond'rous is their author then!