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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

Gold! gold! in all ages the curse of mankind,
    Thy fetters are forged for the soul and the mind:
    The limbs may be free as the wings of a bird,
    And the mind be the slave of a look or a word.
    To gain thee, men barter eternity’s crown,
    Yield honour, affection, and lasting renown.
                                      _Park Benjamin._




                             AWAKE--ARISE.


_Awake up_, my glory; _awake_ psaltery and harp; I myself will _awake_
early.--Psalm lvii. 8.

_Arise_, shine; for thy light is come, and the glory of the Lord is
_risen_ upon thee.

And the Gentiles shall come to thy light, and kings to the brightness
of thy _rising_.--Isaiah, lx. 1, 3.

_Arise_ ye, and depart, for this is not your rest; because it is
polluted.--Micah, ii. 10.


    _Awake_, my soul, and with the sun,
    Thy daily stage of duty run;
    Shake off dull sloth, and early _rise_,
    To pay thy morning sacrifice.

    _Wake_, and lift up thyself, my heart,
    And with the angels bear a part,
    Who all night long unwearied sing
    High praises to the eternal King.

    Glory to God, who safe hath kept,
    And hath refreshed me while I slept,
    Grant Lord, when I from death shall _wake_,
    I may of endless life partake.
                                         _Kenn._


    _Awake_ our souls, and bless his name,
      Whose mercies never fail;
    Who opens wide a door of hope,
      In Achor’s gloomy vale.

    Behold the portal wide displayed,
      The buildings strong and fair;
    Within are pastures fresh and green,
      And living streams are there.

    Enter my soul with cheerful haste,
      For Jesus is the door;
    Nor fear the serpent’s wily arts,
      Nor fear the lion’s roar.

    O may thy grace the nations lead,
      And Jews and Gentiles come,
    All travelling in one narrow path,
      To one eternal home.
                           _Doddridge._


    _Arise_, thou bright and morning star,
    And send thy silvery beams afar;
    Dispel the shades of dreary night,
    And let me hail the dawning light.

    Blinded by sin I went astray,
    And, wand’ring, left the heavenly way;
    Dart forth thy soul-reviving rays,
    And guide me all my future days.

    With growing strength may I pursue
    The course which heavenly wisdom drew,
    Till I shall reach the blissful shore,
    Where pilgrims rest, and stray no more.
                                  _Beddome._


    Deathless principle _arise_!
    Soar thou native of the skies!
    Pearl of price by Jesus bought,
    To his glorious likeness wrought;
    Go, to shine before his throne,
    Deck his mediatorial crown,
    Go, his triumphs to adorn,
    Made for God, to God return.

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