Quicken my dull-drooping spirit: grant it a crown

Quicken my dull-drooping spirit: grant it a crown

How do I spin my time away In caring how to get Ungodly wealth, and fret My self to sweat, As if thou, Lord, hadst meant this clay No after life, no reckoning day….   Quicken my dull-drooping spirit That it may praise thy name, Cleanse it from sin and blame, Take from...
Come unto Me!

Come unto Me!

Christ leads me through no darker rooms Than he went through before. He that into his kingdom comes Must enter by that door.   Come Lord when grace has made me meet Thy blessed face to see; For if thy work on earth be sweet, What will thy glory be?   Then I shall end...
Hope for us in time’s rust

Hope for us in time’s rust

Man at the best a creature frail and vain, In knowledge ignorant, in strength but weak, Subject to sorrows, losses, sickness, pain, Each storm his state, his mind, his body break, From some of these he never finds cessation, But day or night, within, without,...
The mind, a heaven or hell

The mind, a heaven or hell

  A mind is not to be changed by place or time. The mind is its own place, and in itself Can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven.   John Milton (1608-74), Paradise Lost.
Timed Out

Timed Out

Fly envious Time, till thou run out thy race… For when as each thing bad thou hast entombed, And last of all thy greedy self consumed, Then long eternity shall greet our bliss With an individual kiss, And joy shall overtake us as a flood; When everything that is...