Sacred Poetry

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James Nisbet, 1848 - Christian poetry - 245 pages
 

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Page 148 - Some foretaste of celestial bliss. Delightful hour ! how soon will night Spread her dark mantle o'er thy reign ; And morrow's quick returning light Must call us to the world again. Yet will there dawn at last a day, A SUN that never sets shall rise ; Night will not veil his ceaseless ray, The heavenly Sabbath never dies ! GOD OUR FATHER.
Page 98 - LORD, what a wretched land is this, That yields us no supply, No cheering fruits, no wholesome trees, Nor streams of living joy.
Page 145 - PARTING soul ! the flood awaits thee, And the billows round thee roar; Yet look on — the crystal city Stands on yon celestial shore! There are crowns and thrones of glory, There the living waters glide: There the just, in shining raiment, Wander by Imnianuel's side. 2. Linger not, the stream is narrow, Though its cold dark waters rise ; He who passed the flood before thee, Guides the path to yonder skies; Hark ! the sound of angels...
Page 133 - And sing it as my parting breath, Quivered and expired in death, So that those on earth might hear The harp-notes of another sphere ; And mark, when nature faints and dies, What springs of heavenly life arise ; And gather from the death they view A ray of hope to light them through, When they should be departing too."
Page 43 - I'm going Has fairer fruit than thine, Life's river ever flowing, And skies that ever shine. Farewell, each dearest union, That blessed my earthly hours ; We yet shall hold communion In amaranthine bowers. The love that seems forsaken When friends in death depart, In heaven again shall waken, And repossess the heart.
Page 151 - The eye of splendor marks it not, Nor travellers of its beauties tell. The hazel forms a green bower there ; Beneath, the grassy covering lies ; And forest flowers, surpassing fair, Mingle their soft and lovely dyes . Morn decks the spot with many a gem, And the first break of eastern ray Lights up a spark in each of them That seems to hail the opening day. When first that beam of morning breaks, The fancy here a smile may see, Like that when first the saint awakes At dawn of immortality. The free...
Page 150 - E'en on the edge that wrought her death, Dying she breathes her sweetest breath, As if to token in her fall, Peace to her foes, and love to all. How hardly man this lesson learns, To smile and bless the hand that spurns, To see the blow and feel the pain, But render only love again!
Page 135 - Had stepped in her car of heavenly fire ; And proved how bright Were the realms of light, Bursting at once upon the sight ! EDMESTON.
Page 151 - For the saying which he cried by the word of the LORD against the altar in Beth-el, and against all the houses of the high places which are in the cities of Samaria, shall surely come to pass.
Page 134 - so not I : Sudden as thought is the death I would die ; I would suddenly lay my shackles by, Nor bear a single pang at parting, Nor see the tear of sorrow starting, Nor hear the quivering lips that bless me, Nor feel the hands of love that press me, Nor the frame, with mortal terror shaking, Nor the heart, where love's soft bands are breaking — So would I die ! All bliss, -without a pang to cloud it ! All joy, without a pain to shroud it ! Not slain ; but caught up as it were, To meet my Saviour...

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