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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And thou that dost all times begin and end,—

Vouchsafe thy comfort to my sad soul send.

G. Ellis.

A moment is a mighty thing,

Beyond the soul’s imagining,

For in it, though we trace it not,

How much there crowds of varied lot!

How much of life, life cannot see,

Darts onward to eternity!

While vacant hours of beauty roll