by revd | Apr 11, 2022 | Glory
There’s a Friend for little children Above the bright blue sky. They are watching at the portal, They are waiting at the door, Waiting only for my coming, All the loved ones, gone before. Albert Midlane, Sacred Songs and...
by revd | Apr 11, 2022 | Glory
Not in Utopia – subterranean fields – Or some secreted island, Heaven knows where! But in the very world, which is the world Of all of us – the place where, in the end, We find our happiness, or not at all. William Wordsworth (1770-1850), The...
by revd | Apr 11, 2022 | Glory
The soul that rises with us, our life’s star, Hath had elsewhere its setting, And cometh from afar: Not in entire forgetfulness, And not in utter nakedness But trailing clouds of glory do we come From God who is our home: Heaven lies about us in our infancy!...
by revd | Apr 11, 2022 | Glory
Fancy next her office holds but know that in the soul are many lesser faculties, that serve reason as chief. Among these fancy next her office holds; of all external things, which the five watchful senses represent, she forms imaginations, aery shapes, which reason,...
by revd | Apr 11, 2022 | Glory
O let my soul, whose keys I must deliver Into the hands of senseless dreams, Which knowing thee, suck in thy beams And wake with thee for ever. George Herbert (1593-1633).
