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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Here, when the ruin of that beauteous frame,

Whose golden building shin’d with every star

Of excellence, deform’d with sin became;

Mercy rememb’ring peace in midst of war,

Lift up the music of her voice to bar

Eternal fate, lest it should quite erase

That from the world, which was the first world’s grace.

And all again into their nothing—chaos—chase.

Giles Fletcher.

Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once;