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 ...
John Bowring Poems on Praise (18 Poems)
Winter: Sunday Morning (John Bowring Poems)
God of the morning! Thou, the sabbath's God!Round whose bright footsteps thousand planets roll:A million beings at Thy mighty nodAre ...
Spring: Thursday Morning (John Bowring Poems)
The heavens, O Lord! Thy power proclaim,And the earth echoes back Thy name;Ten thousand voices speak Thy might,And day to ...
Summer: Tuesday Morning (John Bowring Poems)
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 ...
Written At Sea (John Bowring Poems)
When the bark by a gentle breath is driven,And the bright sun dances in the heavenUp and down, as the ...
Summer: Thursday Morning (John Bowring Poems)
Come forth in thy purple robes again, Thou brightest star of heaven!Another day the Guardian of men Has to his children given.Receive ...
Summer: Monday Morning (John Bowring Poems)
O sweet it is to know, to feel,In all our gloom, our wand'rings here—No night of sorrow can concealMan from ...
Summer: Saturday Evening (John Bowring Poems)
Thro' the thick trees the evening breezes speak,And ripple the calm surface of the lake;And heaven is clad in its ...
Autumn: Saturday Morning (John Bowring Poems)
The sun comes forward in his purple robeFrom the dark chambers of the tranquil night!The smiles of morning gild the ...
Autumn: Monday Morning (John Bowring Poems)
Waked by Thy sun, again my thoughts ascendTo Thee, my heavenly Father! and they blendIn one devotional hymn of praise ...
The House of God (John Bowring Poems)
Written for the Dedication Services at Oakfield Road Church, Clifton. 13th Nov. 1864.A house to God the Monarch built, For altars ...
God’s Guidance implored (John Bowring Poems)
Creator and Preserver, God! To Thee our songs of praise we bear;Our health, our hope, our soul's abode! Our Guide to heav'n, ...
Humble Worship (John Bowring Poems)
Bow down Thine ear, Almighty One! Though from earth's vale our pray'rs ascend,Still they may reach Thy heav'nly throne, And with the ...
Their Works shall follow Them (John Bowring Poems)
I heard a voice which sweetly said,"Happy, thrice happy are the deadWho from their earthly labours rest—They slumber well—for they ...
Acceptable Worship (John Bowring Poems)
The secret—nay, the silent prayer, Which the meek spirit wafts above,Will meet with sweet acceptance there, And bloom around the throne of ...
Evening Hymn (John Bowring Poems)
Ye gently-falling dews! whose mist Now wraps the twilight world around,Ere darkness is the sovereign, list! And join devotion's vesper sound.Thou staid ...
Hymn: When before Thy throne we kneel (John Bowring Poems)
When before Thy throne we kneel, Filled with awe and holy fear,Teach us, O our God! to feel All Thy sacred presence ...
Sabbath Evening (John Bowring Poems)
Close the sabbath-day in joy, Close the sabbath-day in praise;O how lovely the employ, Anthems in God's name to raise!Whose sweet-echoed notes ...