Fourth Sunday After Easter (John Keble Poems)
My Saviour, can it ever beThat I should gain by losing Thee?The watchful mother tarries nigh,Though sleep have closed her ...
My Saviour, can it ever beThat I should gain by losing Thee?The watchful mother tarries nigh,Though sleep have closed her ...
Hold up thy mirror to the sun, And thou shalt need an eagle's gaze,So perfectly the polished stone Gives back the glory ...
The bright-haired morn is glowing O'er emerald meadows gay,With many a clear gem strewing The early shepherd's way.Ye gentle elves, by Fancy ...
Where is the land with milk and honey flowing, The promise of our God, our fancy's theme?Here over shattered walls dank ...
Where is Thy favoured haunt, eternal Voice, The region of Thy choice,Where, undisturbed by sin and earth, the soul Owns Thy entire ...
The voice that from the glory came To tell how Moses died unseen,And waken Joshua's spear of flame To victory on the ...
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