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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.

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

Peace to the _just_ man’s memory,--let it grow
      Greener with years, and blossom through the flight
      Of ages; let the mimic canvas show
      His calm benevolent features; let the light
      Stream on his deeds of love, that shunned the sight
      Of all but heaven, and, in the book of fame,
      The glorious record of his virtues write,
      And hold it up to men, and bid them claim
    A palm like his, and catch from him the hallowed flame.
                                             _W. C. Bryant._




                               KINDNESS.


Blessed be the Lord: for he hath shewed me his marvellous
_kindness_.--Psalm xxxi. 21.

Rend your heart, and not your garments, and turn unto the Lord your
God: for he is gracious and merciful, slow to anger, and of great
_kindness_.--Joel, ii. 13.

Be _kindly_ affectioned one to another with brotherly love; in honour
preferring one another.--Romans, xii. 10.

Be ye _kind_ one to another, tender-hearted, forgiving one another,
even as God for Christ’s sake hath forgiven you.--Ephesians, iv. 32.


                        The poorest poor
    Long for some moments in a weary life,
    When they can know and feel that they have been
    Themselves the fathers and the dealers out
    Of some small blessings--have been _kind_
    To such as needed _kindness_; for this single cause,
    That we have all of us a human heart.
                                            _Wordsworth._


    Awake, my soul, in joyful lays,
    And sing thy great Redemer’s praise;
    He justly claims a song from me,
    His loving-_kindness_ O how free!

    He saw me ruined in the fall,
    Yet loved me notwithstanding all:
    He saved me from my lost estate,
    His loving-_kindness_ O how great!

    Often I feel my sinful heart
    Prone from my Jesus to depart;
    But, though I have Him oft forgot,
    His loving-_kindness_ changes not.

    Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale;
    Soon all my mortal powers shall fail:
    O may my last expiring breath
    His loving-_kindness_ sing in death!

    Then let me mount and soar away
    To the bright world of endless day:
    And sing with rapture and surprise,
    His loving-_kindness_ in the skies.
                                 _Medley._


    As from the bosom of her mystic fountains,
      Nile’s sacred water windeth to the main,
    Flooding each vale embosom’d ’mong the mountains,
      From far Alata’s fields to Egypt’s plain:
    So from the bosom of the Fount of Love,
      A golden stream of sympathy is gushing;
    And winding, first through intellect above,
      Then through each vale of mortal mind is rushing;
    Sweeping the heart of iceberg and of storm,
      Purging humanity of every blindness,
    Melting all spirits earthly into one,
      And leaving holiness and joy--’tis _Kindness_.
                                            _D. K. Lee._

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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

Peace to the _just_ man’s memory,--let it grow
      Greener with years, and blossom through the flight
      Of ages; let the mimic canvas show
      His calm benevolent features; let the light
      Stream on his deeds of love, that shunned the sight
      Of all but heaven, and, in the book of fame,
      The glorious record of his virtues write,
      And hold it up to men, and bid them claim
    A palm like his, and catch from him the hallowed flame.
                                             _W. C. Bryant._




                               KINDNESS.


Blessed be the Lord: for he hath shewed me his marvellous
_kindness_.--Psalm xxxi. 21.

Rend your heart, and not your garments, and turn unto the Lord your
God: for he is gracious and merciful, slow to anger, and of great
_kindness_.--Joel, ii. 13.

Be _kindly_ affectioned one to another with brotherly love; in honour
preferring one another.--Romans, xii. 10.

Be ye _kind_ one to another, tender-hearted, forgiving one another,
even as God for Christ’s sake hath forgiven you.--Ephesians, iv. 32.


                        The poorest poor
    Long for some moments in a weary life,
    When they can know and feel that they have been
    Themselves the fathers and the dealers out
    Of some small blessings--have been _kind_
    To such as needed _kindness_; for this single cause,
    That we have all of us a human heart.
                                            _Wordsworth._


    Awake, my soul, in joyful lays,
    And sing thy great Redemer’s praise;
    He justly claims a song from me,
    His loving-_kindness_ O how free!

    He saw me ruined in the fall,
    Yet loved me notwithstanding all:
    He saved me from my lost estate,
    His loving-_kindness_ O how great!

    Often I feel my sinful heart
    Prone from my Jesus to depart;
    But, though I have Him oft forgot,
    His loving-_kindness_ changes not.

    Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale;
    Soon all my mortal powers shall fail:
    O may my last expiring breath
    His loving-_kindness_ sing in death!

    Then let me mount and soar away
    To the bright world of endless day:
    And sing with rapture and surprise,
    His loving-_kindness_ in the skies.
                                 _Medley._


    As from the bosom of her mystic fountains,
      Nile’s sacred water windeth to the main,
    Flooding each vale embosom’d ’mong the mountains,
      From far Alata’s fields to Egypt’s plain:
    So from the bosom of the Fount of Love,
      A golden stream of sympathy is gushing;
    And winding, first through intellect above,
      Then through each vale of mortal mind is rushing;
    Sweeping the heart of iceberg and of storm,
      Purging humanity of every blindness,
    Melting all spirits earthly into one,
      And leaving holiness and joy--’tis _Kindness_.
                                            _D. K. Lee._

Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.

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