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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Dedicatory Hymn
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Dedicatory Hymn
COMPOSED FOR THE OPENING OF CHAPEL LANE CHAPEL.
Beyond the immeasurable space
Where glimmers the remotest star;
Beyond those cycles whence we trace,
Though faintly, what we were and are;
The only lights that smile and shine,
And elevate, are Thee and thine.
Where glimmers the remotest star;
Beyond those cycles whence we trace,
Though faintly, what we were and are;
The only lights that smile and shine,
And elevate, are Thee and thine.
From Thee to thine we grope our way,
But feel more vigour as we grope;
While darkness brightens into day,
And faith is born of trembling hope:
And on still-strengthening pinions we
Soar up from what is thine—to Thee!
But feel more vigour as we grope;
While darkness brightens into day,
And faith is born of trembling hope:
And on still-strengthening pinions we
Soar up from what is thine—to Thee!
Be with us now! The pile we rear
In reverence—may the worshipper
Who seeks Thy presence find it here;
Thyself the Great Interpreter
To unveil the veiled—to pour Thy light
In all its glories—infinite.
In reverence—may the worshipper
Who seeks Thy presence find it here;
Thyself the Great Interpreter
To unveil the veiled—to pour Thy light
In all its glories—infinite.
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