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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Salvation.
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Salvation.
“Sing no more the song of Moses!”
Sing a loftier, louder lay!
For the time of twilight closes,
And then dawns th'eternal day.
A still nobler revelation
Beams resplendent from above,
Bearing on its wings “Salvation,”
Scattering truth, and light, and love.
Sing a loftier, louder lay!
For the time of twilight closes,
And then dawns th'eternal day.
A still nobler revelation
Beams resplendent from above,
Bearing on its wings “Salvation,”
Scattering truth, and light, and love.
“Sing no more the song of Moses!”
Sing with a diviner breath!
Fairer flowers than Sharon's roses
Have been culled in Nazareth.
Ancient fetters have been broken;
Heaven is opened, earth is free;
A sublimer voice hath spoken,
“Come ye weary ones, to me.”
Sing with a diviner breath!
Fairer flowers than Sharon's roses
Have been culled in Nazareth.
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Heaven is opened, earth is free;
A sublimer voice hath spoken,
“Come ye weary ones, to me.”
| A memorial volume of sacred poetry | |