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.

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Sweet all the joys that crowd the household nook,

The haunt of all affections pure;

Yet in the world even these abide, and we

Above the world, our calling boast:

Once gain the mountain-top, and thou art free;

Till then, who rest, presume; who turn to look, are lost.

Keble.

Yes, let the future smile or mourn,

To us a glorious place is given,

With the great church of the first-born,