Summer: Friday Morning: To The Incomprehens (John Bowring Poems)
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! ...
John Bowring Poems on Home (24 Poems)
Spring: Saturday Evening (John Bowring Poems)
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 ...
Winter: Thursday Evening (John Bowring Poems)
The day is done;—the night comes calmly forth,Bringing sweet rest upon the wings of even:The golden wain rolls round the ...
Summer: Sunday Morning (John Bowring Poems)
Thou art my glory—Thou my song, whose throneIs built upon the highest heavens—and thenceRollest the spheres by Thine omnipotence—Thou art ...
Winter: Thursday Morning (John Bowring Poems)
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 ...
Anxieties and Comforts (John Bowring Poems)
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 Good Samaritan (John Bowring Poems)
Passing Berytus' ancient strand,I journeyed in the Holy Land,And made my way to Sychar's wall;And there, within his princely hall,By ...
Winter: Saturday Morning (John Bowring Poems)
Another portion of life rolls on, The week glides calmly by;And down the swift stream of time we run, To the sea ...
Winter: Sunday Evening (John Bowring Poems)
Sweetly is the sabbath fled,Day of peace and rest to me;"Let Thy name be hallowed."Now my spirit soars to Thee.Darkness ...
Mourn Not As Those Without Hope (John Bowring Poems)
My wife! my children! when death's hour is come, Dry every, every gushing tear, I pray,And rather smile, that I am ...
Iesus lives (John Bowring Poems)
He is not here, He is risen."Jesus lives, and we in Him; Jesus from the grave is risen:He hath burst the ...
Watchman! what of the Night? (John Bowring Poems)
Watchman! tell us of the night, What its signs of promise are:Traveller! o'er yon mountain's height See that glory-beaming star!Watchman! doth its ...
Heaven the Christian’s Home (John Bowring Poems)
On light beams flowing from above Man's course of mortal being runs;And with the loadstone of His love The Eternal Sire attracts ...
Past, Present, and Future (John Bowring Poems)
By what a charm is life attended, Led from activity to rest,The past, the future, sweetly blended, To make the present blest!The ...
Hope in God (John Bowring Poems)
O there are hours so dark and dull, That nought of earthly light can cheer;Hours full of fear—and sorrowful— When the worn ...
Felix trembled (John Bowring Poems)
When the great Apostle spoke To Judea's tyrant lord,Felix trembled as he woke Conscience, with his awful word.When he told of fraud ...
Hymn: The heaven’s my throne, saith the Lord our God (John Bowring Poems)
The heaven's my throne, saith the Lord our God, Although my feet the earth have prest;But where have I built my ...
Private Devotion (John Bowring Poems)
There are no hours so sweet as thoseWhen the tired spirit finds repose In the calm peace of virtuous thought,And makes ...
Iesus teaching the People (John Bowring Poems)
How sweetly flowed the Gospel's sound From lips of gentleness and grace,When listening thousands gathered round, And joy and reverence filled the ...
Hymn: Hear my cry, O God! attend (John Bowring Poems)
Hear my cry, O God! attend To my humble, earnest prayer;From the earth's remotest end I will call, if Thou wilt hear.When ...
To a Mother on the Death of a Child (John Bowring Poems)
"Like morning dewHe sparkled; was exhaled, and went to heaven;"That promise for the innocent was given, And is divinely true. All that ...
Submission to God (John Bowring Poems)
In the spirit of devotion, To Thy earthly dome we come,And with pure and calm emotion Call our wand'ring fancy home.Bid our ...
Heirs of God and Ioint Heirs with Christ (John Bowring Poems)
Are we not from God descended, Guided, guarded, blest by Him?May we not, by peace attended, Through this earthly twilight dim,Hasten to ...
Worship (John Bowring Poems)
Spirit of devotion, come!Make and consecrate a home In the hearts that nowReverent and grateful meetAt the Almighty's altar-feet, And adoring bow.Purify ...