Spring: Friday Morning (John Bowring Poems)
Sing thy Creator's praise, and ownHim greatest—wisest—God alone;He wraps himself in robes of light,And, clothed in garments pure and bright,Of ...
Sing thy Creator's praise, and ownHim greatest—wisest—God alone;He wraps himself in robes of light,And, clothed in garments pure and bright,Of ...
First, Mightiest Deity! Eternal Mind!Revealed—but hidden One!Thou in a vale of fadeless glory shrin'd,Yet to all seen and known!Holy Jehovah! ...
How shall I praise Thee, Lord of light?How all thy generous love declare?Though earth is veil'd in shades of night,Thy ...
"Let not your hearts be troubled, but confide"In me as ye confide in God; I go"A mansion for my followers ...
Hours, days, weeks,—so our life-time flows—Gently, as melt the vernal snowsBeneath the sun; they pass away,Like dew-drops in the eye ...
God of the morning! Thou, the sabbath's God!Round whose bright footsteps thousand planets roll:A million beings at Thy mighty nodAre ...
The evening star is aloft in heaven, Palely it shines alone;And nought is awake in the eye of even, But the never-sleeping ...
The day is done;—the night comes calmly forth,Bringing sweet rest upon the wings of even:The golden wain rolls round the ...
The hour of peace resumes againIts tranquil, silent, solemn reign;Sorrow a short cessation knowsOn the soft couch of calm repose,And ...
How wisely is the stream of life controll'dIn its mild course—exhausted, and renew'd;When toiling day its hurried tide has roll'd,Comes ...
When the bark by a gentle breath is driven,And the bright sun dances in the heavenUp and down, as the ...
The orient is lighted with crimson glow, The night and its dreams are fled,And the glorious roll of nature now Is in ...
Hour after hour steals rapidly away,Bearing past pleasures on its airy wings,E'en like the sunny clouds, which evening's rayGilds with ...
Thou art my glory—Thou my song, whose throneIs built upon the highest heavens—and thenceRollest the spheres by Thine omnipotence—Thou art ...
The night has thrown its shadows o'er the land,And rest re-visits nature.—Evening's train,With day's extinguish'd torches in their hand,Have pass'd ...
Come forth in thy purple robes again, Thou brightest star of heaven!Another day the Guardian of men Has to his children given.Receive ...
Father! at whose awakening nodThe early day-break gilds the hills;'Tis Thine almighty mandate, God!Which mountain, valley, sea and sod,With light ...
The sand of another week has run,All but its last and closing day;And its few remnant moments soonThe common ruin ...
When Morn peeps o'er the mountain's height,And the last star has left the sky,And dews disperse at waking light,And Earth ...
Thou, whose high praise in heaven and earth is sung,Each heart pervading, tuning every tongue;Thou, whom my soul devoutly would ...
Almighty One! I bend in dust before Thee, Even so veil'd cherubs bend;—In calm and still devotion I adore Thee, All-wise, all-present ...
Thro' the thick trees the evening breezes speak,And ripple the calm surface of the lake;And heaven is clad in its ...
The sun comes forward in his purple robeFrom the dark chambers of the tranquil night!The smiles of morning gild the ...
Like a priestess from her temple's shade,In her holiest robes of light array'd,The morn walks forth;—day's glorious starTowers o'er the ...
Another portion of life rolls on, The week glides calmly by;And down the swift stream of time we run, To the sea ...
Of all the gifts conferr'd by heaven,Time is the brightest—is the best;Through time eternity is given;By earthly labours—heavenly rest.While days ...
Waked by Thy sun, again my thoughts ascendTo Thee, my heavenly Father! and they blendIn one devotional hymn of praise ...
Stillness reigns—the vapours stealSlowly down the mountain's brow,And the evening shadows veilNature's face of brightness now;Flowers put off their glorious ...
The evening twilight gently dies;The air is cool; the silent nightSerenely reigns; the curtain'd skiesTo contemplation's shrine invite;The labours of ...
The earth again puts on its evening dress;And wakening yon innumerable stars,A twilight, milder than the eye of dayAnd fairer ...
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