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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Much more to be thus opposite with Heaven,

For it requires the debt it lent you.

Shakspere.

When all thy mercies, O my God,

My rising soul surveys,

Transported with the view, I’m lost

In wonder, love, and praise.

Unnumber’d blessings on my head

Thy tender care bestow’d,

Before my infant heart conceived