God Everywhere Poem by John Bowring

Know the minutest grain of sand,
The smallest drop of sparkling dew,
Bear impress of the Almighty hand
As much as suns and systems do;
For all proclaim and all record
The all-potent, omnipresent Lord.


The slightest movement of the breeze
Which bends the flowers or shakes the trees,
Or ripples river, lake, or stream,
Would man but listen-speaks of Him,
As does the loud tornado, when
It thunders down the echoing glen.