Rosseans Dream Brilliant orbs your skies adorning Lighting other realms afar. When our sun brings back the morning. Whither flied each twinkling star Who that see those night gems blazing In the azure vault on high But adores the power among amazing That could spread them oer the sky. To you myriads is it given To adorn the night alone Or borne each another heaven Circling the Almightys throne. [Aro??l] God thy power tremendous Can the bounds of space control Thou whose things and acts stupendous Strike deep awe into the soul Who that hears the muttering thunder Who that sees the lightnings glare But exclaims with fear and wonder Theres a God whose works are there This last composed by my Uncle Professor James P. Waddel