God manifested in his works.

IS there a God? Yon rising sun In answer meet replies, Writes it in flame upon the earth, Proclaims it round the skies.

Is there a God? Hark! from on high His thunder shakes the poles; I hear his voice in every wind, In every wave that rolls.

Is there a God? With sacred fear I upward turn my eyes: "There is, each glitt'ring lamp of light— "There is," my soul replies.

If such convictions to my mind His works aloud impart, Oh, let the wisdom of his word Inscribe them on my heart.