A memorial volume of sacred poetry by the late Sir John Bowring. To which is prefixed, a memoir of the author, by Lady Bowring |
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“Father, glorify Thy Name.”
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“Father, glorify Thy Name.”
“Father! glorify Thy name,”
Whatsoe'er our portion be;
Wheresoever led by Thee,
If to glory—if to shame—
“Father! glorify Thy name.”
Whatsoe'er our portion be;
Wheresoever led by Thee,
If to glory—if to shame—
“Father! glorify Thy name.”
Let Thy name be glorified!
If in doubt and darkness lost,
Hope deceived, and purpose crost,
Nought amiss can e'er betide—
Let Thy name be glorified!
If in doubt and darkness lost,
Hope deceived, and purpose crost,
Nought amiss can e'er betide—
Let Thy name be glorified!
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“Father! glorify Thy name;”
Vain and blind our wishes are:
This can be no idle prayer,
This can be no worthless claim,
“Father! glorify Thy name.”
Vain and blind our wishes are:
This can be no idle prayer,
This can be no worthless claim,
“Father! glorify Thy name.”
| A memorial volume of sacred poetry | |