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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

But O, her richest, dearest notes to man,
    In strains aerial over Bethlehem poured,
    When He, whose brightness is the light of Heaven,
    To earth descending, for a mortal’s form,
    Laid by His glory, save one radiant mark,
    That moved through space, and o’er the infant hung,
    He summoned _Music_ to attend Him here,
    Announcing peace below!
                                  He called her, too,
    To sweeten that sad Supper, and to twine
    Her mantles round Him and His few grieved friends,
    To join their mournful spirits with the hymn,
    Ere to the Mount of Olives He went out
    So sorrowful.
                  And now, His blessed word,
    A sacred pledge, is left to dying man,
    That at His second coming, in His power,
    _Music_ shall still be with Him, and her voice
    Sound through the tombs, and wake the dead to life.
                                      _Hannah F. Gould._


    The solemn hymn to ancient _music_ set
    In many a heart response of memory met.
    To me, it seemed departed Sabbaths hung
    Upon those notes, which gave the past a tongue
    To speak again in voices from the dead,
    And wake an echo from their silent bed.
                                _Elizabeth Bogart._




                               MYSTERY.


Behold I shew you a _mystery_; We shall not all sleep, but we shall all
be changed.

In a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trump.--I.
Corinthians, xv. 51, 52.

The _mystery_ which hath been hid from ages and from generations, but
now is made manifest to his saints.--Colossians, i. 26.

Praying also for us, that God would open unto us a door of utterance,
to speak the _mystery_ of Christ.--Colossians, iv. 3.


                        With outstretched arms,
    Stern justice and soft-smiling love embrace,
    Supporting, in full majesty, thy throne,
    When seemed its majesty to need support,
    Or that, or man, inevitably lost:
    What, but the fathomless of love divine
    Could labour such expedient from despair,
    And rescue both? Both rescue? Both exalt!
    O, how are both exalted by the deed!
    The wondrous deed! or shall I call it more?
    A wonder in Omnipotence itself!
    A _mystery_ no less to gods than men.
                                         _Young._

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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

But O, her richest, dearest notes to man,
    In strains aerial over Bethlehem poured,
    When He, whose brightness is the light of Heaven,
    To earth descending, for a mortal’s form,
    Laid by His glory, save one radiant mark,
    That moved through space, and o’er the infant hung,
    He summoned _Music_ to attend Him here,
    Announcing peace below!
                                  He called her, too,
    To sweeten that sad Supper, and to twine
    Her mantles round Him and His few grieved friends,
    To join their mournful spirits with the hymn,
    Ere to the Mount of Olives He went out
    So sorrowful.
                  And now, His blessed word,
    A sacred pledge, is left to dying man,
    That at His second coming, in His power,
    _Music_ shall still be with Him, and her voice
    Sound through the tombs, and wake the dead to life.
                                      _Hannah F. Gould._


    The solemn hymn to ancient _music_ set
    In many a heart response of memory met.
    To me, it seemed departed Sabbaths hung
    Upon those notes, which gave the past a tongue
    To speak again in voices from the dead,
    And wake an echo from their silent bed.
                                _Elizabeth Bogart._




                               MYSTERY.


Behold I shew you a _mystery_; We shall not all sleep, but we shall all
be changed.

In a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trump.--I.
Corinthians, xv. 51, 52.

The _mystery_ which hath been hid from ages and from generations, but
now is made manifest to his saints.--Colossians, i. 26.

Praying also for us, that God would open unto us a door of utterance,
to speak the _mystery_ of Christ.--Colossians, iv. 3.


                        With outstretched arms,
    Stern justice and soft-smiling love embrace,
    Supporting, in full majesty, thy throne,
    When seemed its majesty to need support,
    Or that, or man, inevitably lost:
    What, but the fathomless of love divine
    Could labour such expedient from despair,
    And rescue both? Both rescue? Both exalt!
    O, how are both exalted by the deed!
    The wondrous deed! or shall I call it more?
    A wonder in Omnipotence itself!
    A _mystery_ no less to gods than men.
                                         _Young._

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

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