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 ...
There are, who darkling and alone, Would wish the weary night were gone, Though dawning morn should only show The secret of their ...
O Lord my God, do thou Thy holy will - I will lie still -I will not stir, lest I forsake ...
In troublous days of anguish and rebuke,While sadly round them Israel's children look, And their eyes fail for waiting on their ...
O God of Mercy, God of Might,How should pale sinners bear the sight,If, as Thy power in surely here,Thine open ...
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 ...
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 ...
Beneath the burning eastern sky The Cross was raised at morn:The widowed Church to weep stood by, The world, to hate and ...
Sweet Dove! the softest, steadiest plume, In all the sunbright sky,Brightening in ever-changeful bloom As breezes change on high; -Sweet Leaf! the ...
Who is God's chosen priest?He, who on Christ stands waiting day and night,Who traceth His holy steps, nor ever ceased, From ...
O Youth and Joy, your airy treadToo lightly springs by Sorrow's bed,Your keen eye-glances are too bright,Too restless for a ...
Not till the freezing blast is still,Till freely leaps the sparkling rill,And gales sweep soft from summer skies,As o'er a ...
As when the Paschal week is o'er,Sleeps in the silent aisles no more The breath of sacred song,But by the rising ...
Ye whose hearts are beating high With the pulse of Poesy, Heirs of more than royal race, Fram'd by Heaven's ...
The shower of moonlight falls as still and clear Upon this desert mainAs where sweet flowers some pastoral garden cheer With fragrance ...
Is this a time to plant and build,Add house to house, and field to field,When round our walls the battle ...
Ten cleansed, and only one remain!Who would have thought our nature's stainWas dyed so foul, so deep in grain? E'en He ...
Why doth my Saviour weep At sight of Sion's bowers?Shows it not fair from yonder steep, Her gorgeous crown of towers?Mark well ...
The shadow of th' Almighty's cloud Calm on this tents of Israel lay,While drooping paused twelve banners proud, Till He arise and ...
Oh! who shall dare in this frail sceneOn holiest happiest thoughts to lean, On Friendship, Kindred, or on Love?Since not Apostles' ...
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