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 ...
The day is done;—the night comes calmly forth,Bringing sweet rest upon the wings of even:The golden wain rolls round the ...
The heavens, O Lord! Thy power proclaim,And the earth echoes back Thy name;Ten thousand voices speak Thy might,And day to ...
And so the active week againIts course begins—and so renew'd,Our moments' busy multitude,Falling like rapid drops of rain,Sink in the ...
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, let us leave the vain, the proud,The ambitious, and the worldly wise;Pomp's revels, turbulent and loud,And pleasure's tempting vanities;And ...
Father! at whose awakening nodThe early day-break gilds the hills;'Tis Thine almighty mandate, God!Which mountain, valley, sea and sod,With light ...
Thou best of Beings!—now the night is fled,And day awakes in all its bliss again;Man, rising from his heaven-protected bed,Is ...
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 ...
O God! Thy kingdom is a mansion bright,Where peace and joy and truth and love and lightMingle harmoniously; while like ...
The dreams which early moments deck'd—Hope's sunny summer hours, are o'er;And my frail bark at last is wreck'dOn sullen reason's ...
The sun comes forward in his purple robeFrom the dark chambers of the tranquil night!The smiles of morning gild the ...
Another portion of life rolls on, The week glides calmly by;And down the swift stream of time we run, To the sea ...
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 cold wind strips the yellow leaf,The stars are twinkling faintly o'er us;All nature wears her garb of grief;While day's ...
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 ...
The earth again puts on its evening dress;And wakening yon innumerable stars,A twilight, milder than the eye of dayAnd fairer ...
Father! Source of light and love!Thou, whose throne of majesty,Fix'd yon thousand suns above,Gladdens all the earth with joy:Mercy-streaming, promise-beaming,Let ...
The heart has tendrils like the vine,Which round another's bosom twine,Outspringing from the living treeOf deeply-planted sympathy;Whose flowers are hope, ...
Extinguish'd is the last lone star,The shadows of night are gone,And lo! in the east, day's golden carIs fill'd by ...
Why should dreams so dark and dreary Fill my thought? Is there nought,Nought to soothe and bless the weary?Night may wrap the ...
The strong and sovran links that bindThe sympathizing mind with mind,Were moulded in the courts above;And kind design of Heavenly ...
Lord! in the unbeginning years, Whose course is wrapt in trackless night,Ere Thou hadst launched the heavenly spheres, Or waked this wandering ...
Ours is a lovely world! Where'erWe turn our eyes 'tis bright and fair: The seasons in their courses fall,And bring successive ...
He is not here, He is risen."Jesus lives, and we in Him; Jesus from the grave is risen:He hath burst the ...
Faith, untrained to works, is nought! Idle are the soundest creeds;Christian faith is holy thought— Christian merit, righteous deeds.If the purest doubting ...
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