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.
Religion
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
Come unto the churchyard near:
Where the gentle, whispering breeze
Softly rustleth through the trees;
Where the moonbeam pure and white,
Falls in floods of cloudless light,
Bathing many a turfy heap
Where the lowlier slumberers sleep;
And the graceful willow waves,
Banner-like, o’er nameless _graves_:
Here hath prayer arisen like dew,--
Here the earth is holy, too,
Lightly press each grassy mound:
Surely this is hallowed ground.
_M. A. Browne._
Through these branched walks will contemplation wind,
And grave wise Nature’s teachings on his mind;
As the white _grave_-stones glimmer to his eye,
A solemn voice will thrill him, “_Thou_ must die!”
When autumn’s tints are glittering in the air,
That voice will whisper to his soul “Prepare!”
When winter’s snows are spread o’er hill and dell,
“Oh, this is death!” that solemn voice will swell;
But when with spring, streams leap, and blossoms wave,
“Hope, Christian, hope,” ’twill say, “there’s life beyond the
_grave_.”
_Alfred B. Street._
The voice of prayer at the sable bier!
A voice to sustain, to soothe, and to cheer.
It commends the spirit to God who gave;
It lifts the thoughts from the cold, dark _grave_;
It points to the glory where He shall reign
Who whispered, “Thy brother shall rise again!”
_Henry Ware, Jun._
Yes! it is a certain sleep,
Where dreams of woe can ne’er intrude;
Ah! if no earthly passion creep
Into its solemn solitude.
If there at length we cease to feel
Each pang, which living rends the breast;
Who would not from this vain world steal
Into the silent _grave_ to rest?
_Arthur Brook._
GREATNESS.
Ascribe ye _greatness_ unto our God.--Deuteronomy, xxxii. 3.
_Great_ is the Lord, and _greatly_ to be praised; and His _greatness_
is unsearchable.--Psalm cxlv. 3.
Then there arose a reasoning among them, which of them should be
_greatest_.
And Jesus perceiving the thought of their heart, took a child, and set
him by him,
And said unto them, Whosoever shall receive this child in my name
receiveth me; and whosoever shall receive me receiveth him that
sent me: for he that is least among you all, the same shall be
_great_.--Luke, ix. 46, 47, 48.
O happy man, saith he, that lo I see
Grazing his cattle in those pleasant fields,
If he but knew his good. How blessed he
That feels not what affliction _greatness_ yields!
Other than what he is who would not be,
Nor change his state with him that sceptre wields.
Thine, thine is that true life; that is to live,
To rest secure, and not rise up to grieve.
_Samuel Daniel._
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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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