When I With Curious Eyes Survey
When I with curious eyes survey
My complicated frame,
I read on ev’ry part inscrib’d
My great Creator’s name.
With nicest art, in secret, God
Did ev’ry member write;
And, when the model was complete,
My eyes beheld the light.
He bade the purple flood of life
In circling streams to flow;
And sent the genial heat around
Though ev’ry part to glow.
Why was my body form’d erect,
Whilst brutes bow down to earth?
But that my soul should learn to know,
And claim it’s nobler birth.
Author of life! my tongue shall sing
The wonders of my frame.
Long as I breathe, and think and speak,
I’ll praise thy glorious name.