Maxioms by John Keble
EPIPHANY If on our daily course our mind Be set to hallow all we find, New treasures still of countless read more
EPIPHANY If on our daily course our mind Be set to hallow all we find, New treasures still of countless price God will provide for sacrifice. The trivial round, the common task Will furnish all we ought to ask; Room to deny ourselves -- a road To bring us daily nearer God.
Once you make up your mind never to stand waiting and hesitating when your conscience tells you what you ought read more
Once you make up your mind never to stand waiting and hesitating when your conscience tells you what you ought to do, and you have got the key to every blessing that a sinner can reasonably hope for.
And taught by thee the Church prolongs
Her hymns of high thanksgiving still.
And taught by thee the Church prolongs
Her hymns of high thanksgiving still.
But when eve's silent footfall steals
Along the eastern sky,
And one by one to earth reveals
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But when eve's silent footfall steals
Along the eastern sky,
And one by one to earth reveals
Those purer fires on high.
Look in, and see Christ's chosen saint
In triumph wear his Christ-like chain;
No fear lest he read more
Look in, and see Christ's chosen saint
In triumph wear his Christ-like chain;
No fear lest he should swerve or faint;
"His life is Christ, his death is gain."