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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Think, when the bells do chime,

’Tis angels’ music; therefore come not late.

God then deals blessings: if a king did so,

Who would not haste, nay give, to see the show?

When once thy foot enters the church, be bare.

God is more there than thou: for thou art there

Only by His permission. Then beware;

And make thyself all reverence and fear.

Kneeling ne’er spoil’d silk stocking. Quit thy state.

All equal are within the church’s gate.