The World Beautiful Poem by John Bowring

Ours is a lovely world! Where'er
We turn our eyes 'tis bright and fair:
The seasons in their courses fall,
And bring successive joys. The sea,
The earth, the sky, are full of Thee,
Benignant, glorious Lord of all!


There's beauty in the break of day;
There's glory in the noontide ray;
There's sweetness in the twilight shades;
Magnificence in night. Thy love
Arched yon grand heav'n of blue above,
And all our smiling earth pervades.


How blest in Thy benignity
The gladdened universe to see,
Beautiful ever! Thou alone
Of beauty and of bliss the cause;
While nature's light and nature's laws
Sprung from Thy mind, Eternal One!


And if Thine effluence, God! be found
Streaming with radiance all around,-
What must the glory-fountain be!
In Thee we'll hope-in Thee confide;
Thou, mercy's never-ebbing tide!
Thou, love's unfathomable sea!