As The Indian.
Lo, the poor Indian, whose untutored mind Sees God in the clouds and hears Him in the wind. --Pope. Within the wind, my untaught ear The voice of Deity can hear, And in the fleeting cloud discern His movements, vast and taciturn; For in the universe I trace The wondrous grandeur of His face. I see him in each blade of grass, Each towering peak and mountain pass; Each forest, river, lake and fen Reveals the God of worlds and men; His works of wisdom prove to me, A wise, creative Deity.
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