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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Watts.

And I am glad that he has lived thus long,

And glad that he has gone to his reward:

Nor deem that kindly Nature did him wrong,

Softly to disengage the vital cord.

When his weak hand grew palsied, with his eye

Dark with the mists of age, it was his time to die.

Wm. C. Bryant.

Reward me not according to my deeds,

But give me grace to stand before Thy throne,