Wonder

How like an angel I came down!

How bright are all things a here!

When first among his works I did appear

O how their glory did me crown!

The world resembled his eternity

In which my soul did walk;

And everything that I did see

Did with me talk.

The skies in their magnificence

The lovely, lively air,

O how divine, how soft, how sweet, how fair!

The stars did entertain my sense;

And all the works of God so bright and pure,

So rich and great, did seem,

As if they ever must endue

In my esteem.

A native health and innocence

Within my bones did grow,

And while my God did all his glories show,

I felt a vigour in my sense

That was all spirit: within I did flow

With seas of life, like wine:

I nothing but the world did know

But t'was Divine.