Maxioms by George Herbert
Feast of George Herbert, Priest, Poet, 1633 The shepherds sing; and shall I silent be? My God, no hymn read more
Feast of George Herbert, Priest, Poet, 1633 The shepherds sing; and shall I silent be? My God, no hymn for Thee? My soul's a shepherd too: a flock it feeds Of thoughts, and words, and deeds. The pasture is Thy Word, the streams, Thy Grace Enriching all the place. Shepherd and flock shall sing, and all my powers Out-sing the daylight hours.
Though you rise early, yet the day comes at his time, and not
till then.
Though you rise early, yet the day comes at his time, and not
till then.
Hee that strikes with his tongue, must ward with his head.
Hee that strikes with his tongue, must ward with his head.
He that sings on friday, will weepe on Sunday.
He that sings on friday, will weepe on Sunday.
He that mockes a cripple, ought to be whole.
He that mockes a cripple, ought to be whole.
