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Leave, then, thy foolish ranges; For none can thee secure, But one who never changes— Thy God, thy life, thy cure. HENRY VAUGHAN ...

Of Highest God! that loves his creatures so, And all his workes with mercy doth embrace, That blessèd angels he sends to and fro ...

Draw me, thy bride, a glittering star, In raiment white and clean. He lifts me to the golden doors; The flashes come and go; All ...

That knows nor moon nor sun, The light so new and golden, The light that is but one. And when the Sole-Begotten Shall render up ...

The ever-golden Ring; The Door, the Pledge, the Husband, The Guardian of his Court; The Day-star of Salvation, The Porter and th ...

And when I fain would sing them, My spirit fails and faints; And vainly would it image The assembly of the Saints. They stand, t ...

To thee my thoughts are kindled, And strive, and pant, and yearn. Jerusalem the only, That look'st from heaven below, In thee is ...

O princely bowers! O land of flowers! O realm and home of Life! Jerusalem, exulting On that securest shore, I hope thee, wish th ...

Exult, O dust and ashes! The Lord shall be thy part; His only, his forever, Thou shalt be, and thou art! From the Latin of BERNA ...

No pains, no pangs, no grieving griefs, No woful night is there; No sigh, no sob, no cry is heard— No well-away, no fear. Jerusa ...

Our sweetness mixèd is with gall, Our pleasures are but pain, Our joys not worth the looking on— Our sorrows aye remain. But the ...

There David stands, with harp in hand, As master of the choir; A thousand times that man were blest That might his music hear. T ...

No candle needs, no moon to shine, No glittering star to light; For Christ, the king of righteousness, For ever shineth bright. ...

Oh! happy thousand times were I, If, after wretched days, I might with listening ears conceive Those heavenly songs of praise, W ...

Oh! blessèd are the pure in heart— Their sovereign they shall see; O ye most happy, heavenly wights, Which of God's household be ...

Where love is never cold? Where loyal hearts and true Stand ever in the light, All rapture through and through, In God's most ho ...

Where loyal hearts and true Stand ever in the light, All rapture through and through, In God's most holy sight. FREDERICK WILLIA ...

Do these entreat. Can then their hope be vain? Or is thy saying not to be revealed?" He thus to me: "Both what I write is plain, ...

Not for ourselves; since that were needless now; But for their sakes who after us remain." MAN'S FREE-WILL. CANTO XVI. "Ye, who ...

Attentive to the song ye hear from thence." I, when I heard his saying, was as one Laid in the grave. My hands together clasped, ...