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A Cyclopædia of Sacred Poetical Quotations: Consisting of Choice Passages from the Sacred Poetry of All Ages and Countries, Classified and Arranged, for Facility of Reference, Under Subject Headings; Illustrated by Striking Passages from Scripture, and Forming Altogether a Complete Book of Devotional Poetry. — John Shaqi

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A Cyclopædia of Sacred Poetical Quotations: Consisting of Choice Passages from the Sacred Poetry of All Ages and Countries, Classified and Arranged, for Facility of Reference, Under Subject Headings; Illustrated by Striking Passages from Scripture, and Forming Altogether a Complete Book of Devotional Poetry.

Quotations; Religious poetry

Now all these things happened unto them for ensamples: and they are
written for our _admonition_, upon whom the ends of the world are
come.--I. Corinthians, x. 11.


    Thou Power Supreme! who aiming to rebuke
    Offenders, dost put off the gracious look,
    And clothe thyself in terrors, like the flood
    Of ocean roused into his fiercest mood,
    Whatever discipline Thy will ordain
    For the brief course that must for me remain;
    Teach me with quick-eared spirit to rejoice
    In _admonitions_ of thy softest voice!
    Whate’er the path these mortal feet may trace,
    Breathe through my soul the blessing of Thy grace;
    Glad, through a perfect love, a faith sincere,
    Drawn from the wisdom that begins with fear;
    Glad to expand, and, for a season, free
    From finite cares, to rest absorbed in Thee.
                                          _Wordsworth._


    In every copse and sheltered dell,
      Unveiled to the observant eye,
    Are faithful _monitors_, who tell
      How pass the hours and seasons by.

    The green-robed children of the spring,
      Will mark the periods as they pass;
    Mingle with leaves time’s feathered wing,
      And bind with flowers his silent glass.

    Thus in each flower and simple bell,
      That in our path betrodden lie;
    Are sweet remembrancers, who tell
      How fast the winged moments fly.
                            _Charlotte Smith._




                              ADORATION.


Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty, which was, and is, and is to
come.--Revelations, iv. 8.

Blessing, and honour, and glory, and power, be unto Him that sitteth
upon the throne, and unto the Lamb for ever and ever.--Revelations, v.
13.


        In ardent _adoration_ joined,
          Obedient to Thy holy will,
        Let all my faculties combined
          Thy just desires, O God, fulfil!
        From thee derived, Eternal King,
        To thee our noblest powers we bring:
    O, may thy hand direct our wandering way!
    O, bid thy light arise, and chase the clouds away!
                                   _Lorenzo de Medici._


    Ye who spurn His righteous sway,
      Yet, oh yet, He spares your breath;
    Yet His hand, averse to slay,
      Balances the bolt of death.
    Ere that dreadful bolt descends,
      Haste before His feet to fall;
    Kiss the sceptre He extends,
      And _adore_ Him “Lord of all.”
                           _Sir R. Grant._


    Eternal Power, whose high abode
    Becomes the grandeur of a God,
    Infinite lengths beyond the bounds
    Where stars revolve their little rounds.

    Thee, while the first archangel sings,
    He hides his face behind his wings,
    And ranks of shining thrones around,
    Fall worshipping and spread the ground.

    Lord, what shall earth and ashes do?
    We would _adore_ our Maker too;
    From sin and dust to Thee we cry,
    The Great, the Holy, and the High.
                                    _Wesley._

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