Summer: Friday Evening (John Bowring Poems)
Hour after hour steals rapidly away,Bearing past pleasures on its airy wings,E'en like the sunny clouds, which evening's rayGilds with ...
John Bowring Poems on Sin (19 Poems)
Autumn: Friday Morning (John Bowring Poems)
This is the day when prejudice and guiltThe blood of innocence and virtue spilt!'Twas in those orient Syrian lands afar,O'er ...
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 ...
Autumn: Saturday Evening (John Bowring Poems)
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 ...
Winter: Tuesday Evening (John Bowring Poems)
The earth again puts on its evening dress;And wakening yon innumerable stars,A twilight, milder than the eye of dayAnd fairer ...
Winter: Wednesday Morning (John Bowring Poems)
The earth again puts on its evening dress;And wakening yon innumerable stars,A twilight, milder than the eye of dayAnd fairer ...
Blessings of Instruction (John Bowring Poems)
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, ...
Spring: Saturday Morning (John Bowring Poems)
As from the vapours of the eastThe sun o'er morning's twilight steals,So truth illumes the pious breast,When man his inmost ...
Scriptural Hymn (John Bowring Poems)
That Christ who o'er His Lazarus wept, And said, "The dead again shall rise!"Is "the first fruits of them that slept," Their ...
Faith, Hope, Charity (John Bowring Poems)
"And now abideth faith, hope, charity, these three, but the greatest of these is charity."—1 Cor. ch. xiii. v. 13.Heaven's ...
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 ...
“It is finished” (John Bowring Poems)
"'Tis finished," the Redeemer said,And then He bowed His sacred head, And then He died. The sun concealedHis face in darkness—not ...
Advent of Christ (John Bowring Poems)
Single VoiceLo! He comes, the Lord of glory, Peace and triumph in His train;Lo! He comes, by angels guarded,Over all the ...
Temptation (John Bowring Poems)
O what a strange, a fearful strife, When desolation's wintry breathDisturbs the calm of peace—of life— With the dark storms of doubt ...
Be sure your Sin will find you out (John Bowring Poems)
There's no retreat from sin—no spot Of refuge can the guilty find:The sin deserts the sinner not Until repentance clears the mind.The ...
Introspectio (John Bowring Poems)
How much the uncharitable leaven Is mingled with our daily fare!How little do we think of heaven When earth absorbs us everywhere!We ...
Looking Upward (John Bowring Poems)
Onward! forward! upward! heavenward! These our watchwords ever be;These engraved upon our standard, Lead us on to victory:Victory over all that's evil, Victory ...
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 ...
Life in Death (John Bowring Poems)
Dying is but a second birth,In which the darksome coil of earthIs shuffled off by mortal men—And the freed spirit ...