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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Thou, Saviour, art his Charmed Bower,

His Magic Ring, his Rock, his Tower.

Keble.

In rendering to the Lord what is the Lord’s,

Doth not the thought of violence bring shame?

Think ye, He gave the branching forest-tree

To furnish fagots for the funeral pyre,

Or bid His sunrise light the world, to see

Pale, tortured victims perish there by fire?

Mrs. Norton.