IN Paradise while moonbeams play'd,Jehovah found, in slumber deep, Adam fast sunk; He gently laidEve near him,--she, too, fell asleep.
There lay they now, on earth's fair shrine, God's two most beauteous thoughts divine.--When this He saw, He cried:--'Tis Good!!!
And scarce could move from where He stood.
No wonder, that our joy's complete While eye and eye responsive meet, When this blest thought of rapture moves us--That we're with Him who truly loves us, And if He cries:--Good, let it be!
'Tis so for both, it seems to me.
Thou'rt clasp'd within these arms of mine, Dearest of all God's thoughts divine!
1815.
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