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1. Th'uplifted eye and bended knee
Are but vain homage, Lord, to Thee:
In vain our lips Thy praise prolong,
The heart a stranger to the song.
2. Can rites, and forms, and flaming zeal
The breaches of Thy precept heal?
Or fast and penance reconcile
Thy justice, and obtain Thy smile?
3. The pure, the humble, contrite mind,
Thankful, and to Thy will resigned,
To Thee a nobler offering yields
Than Sheba's groves, or Sharon's fields.
4. Than floods of oil or floods of wine,
Ten thousand rolling to Thy shrine,
Or than if, to Thy altar led,
A firstborn Son the victim bled.
5. "Be just and kind," the great command
Doth on eternal pillars stand:
This did Thy ancient prophets teach,
And this Thy solebegotten preach.
