1 The beautiful! the beautiful!
Where do we find it not?
It is an all pervading grace,
And lighteth every spot.
It sparkles on the ocean wave,
It glitters on the dew;
We see it in the glorious sky,
And in the floweret's hue.
2 On mountain top, is valley deep,
We find its presence there;
The beautiful! The beautiful!
It liveth everywhere.
If so much loveliness is sent
To bless each soul that lives,
How beautiful! how beautiful!
Must be the hand that gives!