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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Whate’er thy lot, whoe’er thou be,

Confess thy folly,—kiss the rod;

And in thy chastening sorrow, see

The hand of God.

A bruised reed He will not break—

Afflictions all His children feel:

He wounds them for His mercy’s sake—

He wounds to heal.

James Montgomery.

With boldness, therefore, at the throne