THE HARMONY OF NATURE, OR FREEDOM, PEACE, AND LOVE.
Reading edition
Hark! listen to the gentle breeze, O'er hill or valley, plain or grove, It whispers in the ears of man, The voice of freedom, peace and love. The flowers that bloom o'er all the land, In harmony and order stand, Nor hatred, pride or envy know, In freedom, peace and love they grow. The birds their numerous notes resound, In songs of praise the earth around, Their voices and their tongues employ, In songs of freedom, love and joy. And then behold the crystal stream, With multitudes of fishes teem; In silent joy they live and move, In freedom, union, peace and love.
SECOND PART.
The mountains high, the rivers clear, Where heaven sheds her dews and tears, In silence, or with gentle roar, The God of love and peace adore. The earth, and air, and sea, and sky, The holy spirit from on high, And angels who above do reign, Cry peace on earth, good will to men. But most of all a Saviour's love, Was manifested from above, He died and rose to life again, Our freedom, love and peace to gain. But man,—vile man, alone seems lost, With hatred, pride and envy tossed, His hardened soul does seldom move, In freedom, union, peace or love. For him, let all creation mourn; O'er him did Enoch's bosom yearn, Till he was promised from above, A day of freedom, peace and love.