1 When God the new made world surveyed,
His word pronounced the building good;
Sunbeams and light the heavens arrayed,
And the whole earth was crowned with food.

2 Colors that charm and ease the eye,
His pencil spread all nature round;
With pleasing blue He arched the sky,
And a green carpet dressed the ground.

3 Let envious atheists ne’er complain
That nature wants, or skill, or care:
But turn their eyes all round in vain,
T’avoid their Maker’s goodness there.