Henry More

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“Tell mankind Jehovah reigns;He shall bind the world in chains,So as it shall never slide,And with sacred justice guide.Let the smiling heavens rejoice,Joyful earth exalt her voice;Let the dancing billows roar,Echoes answer from the shore,Fields their flowery mantles shake;All shall in their joy partake;While the wood-musicians singTo the ever-youthful spring.Fill His courts with sacred mirth;Lo! He comes to judge the earth:Justly He the world shall sway,And His truth to men display.”

“True religion, sprung from God above,Is, like her fountain, full of charity,Embracing all things with a tender love,Full of good will and meek expectancy,Full of true justice and sure verity,In heart and voice; free, large, even infinite,Not wedged in straight peculiarity,But grasping all in her vast active spright:Bright lamp of God! that men would joy in thy pure light!”