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I. Thou who hast made thy dwelling fair / With flowers below, above with starry lights / And set thine altars everywhere, -- / On mountain heights, / In woodlands dim with many a dream, / In valleys bright with springs, / And on the curving capes of every stream: / Thou who hast taken to thyself the wings / Of morning, to abide / Upon the secret places of the sea, / And on far islands, where the tide / Visits the beauty of untrodden shores, / Waiting for worshippers to come to thee / In thy great out-of-doors!
To thee I turn, to thee I make my prayer, / God of the open air.