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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Its glow by day, its smile by night,

Are but reflections caught from Thee;

Where’er we turn, Thy glories shine,

And all things fair and bright are Thine.

Thomas Moore.

O world! how little do thy joys

Concern a soul that knows

Itself not made for such low toys

As thy poor hand bestows!

Then take away thy tinsel wares,