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Of the quacks on spoil intent,
Hail thou great mysterious being,
To thee we call.
God over all.
God of the great old solemn woods,
And trackless sea.
Can man know thee 1
God of the blue vault overhead,
Of the green earth on which we tread,
Of time and space. God of the worlds which time conceals, God of the worlds which death reveals,
To all our race.