Sixth Sunday After Epiphany (John Keble Poems)
There are, who darkling and alone, Would wish the weary night were gone, Though dawning morn should only show The secret of their ...
John Keble Poems on God (49 Poems)
St. Matthew (John Keble Poems)
Ye hermits blest, ye holy maids, The nearest Heaven on earth, Who talk with God in shadowy glades, Free from rude care and ...
Seventeenth Sunday After Trinity (John Keble Poems)
Stately thy walls, and holy are the prayers Which day and night before thine altars rise:Not statelier, towering o'er her marble ...
St. Barnabas (John Keble Poems)
The world's a room of sickness, where each heart Knows its own anguish and unrest; The truest wisdom there, and noblest art, Is ...
Fourth Sunday After Trinity (John Keble Poems)
It was not then a poet's dream, An idle vaunt of song,Such as beneath the moon's soft gleam On vacant fancies throng;Which ...
St. Michael And All Angels (John Keble Poems)
Ye stars that round the Sun of righteousness In glorious order roll,With harps for ever strung, ready to bless God for each ...
The Conversion Of St. Paul (John Keble Poems)
The mid-day sun, with fiercest glare,Broods o'er the hazy twinkling air: Along the level sandThe palm-tree's shade unwavering lies,Just as thy ...
Thirteenth Sunday After Trinity (John Keble Poems)
On Sinai's top, in prayer and trance, Full forty nights and forty daysThe Prophet watched for one dear glance Of thee and ...
Fifth Sunday After Epiphany (John Keble Poems)
"Wake, arm Divine! awake, Eye of the only Wise! Now for Thy glory's sake, Saviour and God, arise,And may Thine ear, that sealed ...
Second Sunday After Trinity (John Keble Poems)
The clouds that wrap the setting sun When Autumn's softest gleams are ending,Where all bright hues together run In sweet confusion blending: ...
Fifth Sunday In Lent (John Keble Poems)
The historic Muse, from age to age,Through many a waste heart-sickening page Hath traced the works of Man:But a celestial call ...
Wednesday Before Easter (John Keble Poems)
O Lord my God, do thou Thy holy will - I will lie still -I will not stir, lest I forsake ...
Sexegesima Sunday (John Keble Poems)
Foe of mankind! too bold thy race: Thou runn'st at such a reckless pace,Thine own dire work thou surely wilt confound: 'Twas ...
Fourth Sunday After Epiphany (John Keble Poems)
They know the Almighty's power, Who, wakened by the rushing midnight shower, Watch for the fitful breeze To howl and chafe amid the ...
Ninth Sunday After Trinity (John Keble Poems)
In troublous days of anguish and rebuke,While sadly round them Israel's children look, And their eyes fail for waiting on their ...
Tuesday In Whitsun-Week (John Keble Poems)
"Lord, in Thy field I work all day,I read, I teach, I warn, I pray,And yet these wilful wandering sheepWithin ...
Twelfth Sunday After Trinity (John Keble Poems)
The Son of God in doing good Was fain to look to Heaven and sigh:And shall the heirs of sinful blood Seek ...
Twenty-Fourt (John Keble Poems)
Why should we faint and fear to live alone, Since all alone, so Heaven has willed, we die,Nor e'en the tenderest ...
Second Sunday In Lent (John Keble Poems)
"And is there in God's world so drear a place Where the loud bitter cry is raised in vain?Where tears of ...
St. Bartholomew (John Keble Poems)
Hold up thy mirror to the sun, And thou shalt need an eagle's gaze,So perfectly the polished stone Gives back the glory ...
All Saint’s Day (John Keble Poems)
Why blow'st thou not, thou wintry wind, Now every leaf is brown and sere, And idly droops, to thee resigned, The fading chaplet ...
The Holy Innocents (John Keble Poems)
Say, ye celestial guards, who waitIn Bethlehem, round the Saviour's palace gate, Say, who are these on golden wings,That hover o'er ...
Second Sunday After Epiphany (John Keble Poems)
The heart of childhood is all mirth: We frolic to and froAs free and blithe, as if on earth Were no such ...
Third Sunday In Advent (John Keble Poems)
What went ye out to see O'er the rude sandy lea,Where stately Jordan flows by many a palm, Or where Gennesaret's wave Delights ...
Sixth Sunday After Trinity (John Keble Poems)
When bitter thoughts, of conscience born, With sinners wake at morn, When from our restless couch we start, With fevered lips and withered ...
Holy Communion (John Keble Poems)
O God of Mercy, God of Might,How should pale sinners bear the sight,If, as Thy power in surely here,Thine open ...
The Circumcision (John Keble Poems)
The year begins with Thee, And Thou beginn'st with woe,To let the world of sinners see That blood for sin must flow. Thine ...
Fourth Sunday In Lent (John Keble Poems)
When Nature tries her finest touch, Weaving her vernal wreath,Mark ye, how close she veils her round,Not to be traced by ...
Trinity Sunday (John Keble Poems)
Creator, Saviour, strengthening Guide,Now on Thy mercy's ocean wideFar out of sight we seem to glide.Help us, each hour, with ...
Morning (John Keble Poems)
Hues of the rich unfolding morn,That, ere the glorious sun be born,By some soft touch invisibleAround his path are taught ...