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Thou 'rt fair at eve, when skies receive
 The last smiles of the sun;
When through the shades that twilight spreads
 The stars peep, one by one;
Thou 'rt fair at night, when full starlight
 Streams down upon the sod;
When moonlight pale, on hill and dale,
 Rests like the smile of God.

And thou art grand where lakes expand,
 And mighty rivers roll;
Where ocean proud, with threatenings loud,
 Mocketh at man's control;
And grand thou art when lightnings dart,
 And gleam athwart thy sky;
When thunders peal, and forests reel,
 And storms go sweeping by.

We bless thee now, for gifts which thou
 Hast freely on us shed;
For dew and showers, and beauteous flowers,
 And blue skies overhead;
For morn's perfume, and mid-day's bloom,
 And evening's hour of mirth;