Book III, 93: On a faire Prospect

Looke up; And there, I see the faire abode
And glorious Mansion of my gracious God:
Looke downe; In ev'ry garnisht corner lyes
Favours objected to my wondring eyes:
Looke on my right hand; There, the sweet encrease
Of Joyes present me with a joyfull Peace:
Looke on my left hand; There, my Fathers Rod
Sublimes my knowledge, from my selfe, to God:
Looke forward; There, I see the lively Story
Of Faiths improvement and of future Glory:
Looke backward: There, my thankfull eye is cast
On Sinnes remitted, and on Dangers past:
Looke inwards; And mine eye is made partaker
Of the faire Image of my glorious Maker:
Looke up; or downe; About, above, or under;
Nothing but Objects of true Love and wonder.