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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Seems melting in the golden flood:

Yet, by the precious memories won

From bright hours, now for ever gone,

Father, o’er all Thy works we know

Thou still art shedding beauty’s glow;

Still touching every cloud and tree

With glory, eloquent of Thee;

Still feeding all Thy flowers with light,

Though man hath barred it from our sight.

We know Thou reignest, the unchanging One, All-just!