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 Sense & Perception (39 Poems)
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 ...
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 ...
St. Luke (John Keble Poems)
Two clouds before the summer gale In equal race fleet o'er the sky:Two flowers, when wintry blasts assail, Together pins, together die.But ...
St. John Baptist’s Day (John Keble Poems)
Twice in her season of decayThe fallen Church hath felt Elijah's eye Dart from the wild its piercing ray:Not keener burns, ...
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: ...
St. Peter’s Day (John Keble Poems)
Thou thrice denied, yet thrice beloved, Watch by Thine own forgiven friend;In sharpest perils faithful proved, Let his soul love Thee to ...
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 ...
Burial (John Keble Poems)
And when the Lord saw her, He had compassion on her, and said untoher, Weep not. And He came and ...
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 ...
Monday In Easter Week (John Keble Poems)
Go up and watch the new-born rill Just trickling from its mossy bed, Streaking the heath-clad hill With a bright emerald thread.Canst thou ...
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 ...
Fourth Sunday In Advent (John Keble Poems)
Of the bright things in earth and air How little can the heart embrace!Soft shades and gleaming lights are there - I ...
Second Sunday After Easter (John Keble Poems)
O for a sculptor's hand, That thou might'st take thy stand,Thy wild hair floating on the eastern breeze, Thy tranced yet open ...
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 ...
Second Sunday After Christmas (John Keble Poems)
And wilt thou hear the fevered heart To Thee in silence cry?And as th' inconstant wildfires dart Out of the restless eye,Wilt ...
The Epiphany (John Keble Poems)
Star of the East, how sweet art Thou, Seen in life's early morning sky,Ere yet a cloud has dimmed the brow, While ...
Ash Wednesday (John Keble Poems)
"Yes—deep within and deeper yet The rankling shaft of conscience hide,Quick let the swelling eye forget The tears that in the heart ...
Quinquagesim (John Keble Poems)
Sweet Dove! the softest, steadiest plume, In all the sunbright sky,Brightening in ever-changeful bloom As breezes change on high; -Sweet Leaf! the ...
Visitation And Communion Of The Sick (John Keble Poems)
O Youth and Joy, your airy treadToo lightly springs by Sorrow's bed,Your keen eye-glances are too bright,Too restless for a ...