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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A shape of light and colour through the air,

Making its pure transparency to thrill

With the soft music of her viewless step.

C. L. Reddel.

Christ had His joys—but they were not

The joys the son of pleasure boasts—

O, no! ’twas when His Spirit sought

Thy will, Thy glory, God of hosts!

Christ had His joys—and so hath he,

Who feels His Spirit in his heart;