Poetry Sweet is the dew that falls betimes, And drops upon the leafy limes; Sweet Hermon’s fragrant air: Sweet is the lily’s silver bell, And sweet the wakeful tapers smell That watch for early prayer. Sweet the young nurse, with love intense, Which smiles o’er sleeping innocence; Sweet when the lost arrive; Sweet the musician’sContinue reading “Adoration”
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A Song Of Praise
Hymn Poetry To God, ye choir above, begin A hymn so loud and strong That all the universe may hear And join the grateful song. Praise Him, thou sun, Who dwells unseen Amidst transcendent light, Where thy refulgent orb would seem A spot, as dark as night. Thou silver moon, ‘ye host of stars, TheContinue reading “A Song Of Praise”
I Love Praise and Worship 