James Montgomery
Eternity: a moment standing still for ever.Collection: Time
The Dove, on silver pinions, winged her peaceful way.Collection: Peace
Hope against hope, and ask till ye receive.Collection: Hope
Blue thou art, intensely blue; Flower, whence came thy dazzling hue?Collection: Art
Here hyacinths of heavenly blue, shook their rich tresses to the morn.
'Tis human actions paint the chart of time.
Fairest and best adorned is she Whose clothing is humility.
Joys too exquisite to last, And yet more exquisite when past.
Prayer is the soul's sincere desire, Uttered or unexpressed, The motion of a hidden fire That trembles in the breast. Prayer is the burden of a sigh, The falling of a tear, The upward glancing of an eye When none but God is near.Collection: Prayer
There is a flower, a little flower With silver crest and golden eye, That welcomes every changing hour, And weathers every sky.Collection: Flower
Bliss in possession will not last; Remembered joys are never past.Collection: Past
Yet nightly pitch my moving tent, a day's march nearer home.Collection: Death
To-morrow — oh, 'twill never be, If we should live a thousand years! Our time is all to-day, to-day, The same, though changed; and while it flies With still small voice the moments say: "To-day, to-day, be wise, be wise.Collection: Wise
We fought the Revolutionary War for no taxation without representation, it seems to me that we are much worse off today, because we are heavily taxed, and only the king's corporations control this Country, together with mob rule, of the special interests.Collection: Country
Tis human actions paint the chart of time.Collection: Action
Night is the time to weep,To wet with unseen tearsThose graves of memory where sleepThe joys of other years.Collection: Memories
Prayer moves the arm Which moves the world, And brings salvation down.Collection: Prayer
Two roses on one slender spray In sweet communion grew, Together hailed the morning ray And drank the evening dew.Collection: Sweet
Songs of praise the angels sang, Heav'n with alleluias rang, when creation was begun, when God spoke and it was done.Collection: Song
Dark-green and gemm'd with flowers of snow, With close uncrowded branches spread Not proudly high, nor meanly low, A graceful myrtle rear'd its head.Collection: Flower
There is a calm for those who weep, A rest for weary pilgrims found, They softly lie and sweetly sleep Low in the ground.Collection: Lying
Beyond this vale of tears there is a life above. unmeasured by the flight of years; and all that life is love.Collection: Years
While rose-buds scarcely show'd their hue, But coyly linger'd on the thorn.Collection: Rose
The tulip's petals shine in dew, All beautiful, but none alike.Collection: Beautiful
Eagle of flowers! I see thee stand, And on the sun's noon-glory gaze; With eye like his, thy lids expand, And fringe their disk with golden rays: Though fix'd on earth, in darkness rooted there, Light is thy element, thy dwelling air, Thy prospect heaven.Collection: Flower
A mother's love — how sweet the name! What is a mother's love? — A noble, pure and tender flame, Enkindled from above, To bless a heart of earthly mould; The warmest love that can grow cold; This is a mother's love.Collection: Mother
There is a world above, Where parting is unknown; A whole eternity of love, Form'd for the good alone; And faith beholds the dying here Translated to that happier sphere.Collection: Heaven
When to the cross I turn my eyes,And rest on Calvary,O Lamb of God, my sacrifice,I must remember Thee.Collection: Eye
Time is eternity begun.Collection: Inspirational
Baptize the nations! far and nigh,The triumphs of the cross recordThe name of Jesus glorify,Till every people call Him Lord.Collection: Jesus
When the good man yields his breath (For the good man never dies).Collection: Men
Who that hath ever been Could bear to be no more? Yet who would tread again the scene He trod through life before?Collection: Life And Death
The Dead are like the stars by day; Withdrawn from mortal eye, But not extinct, they hold their way In glory through the sky.Collection: Death
Gashed with honourable scars,Low in Glory's lap they lie;Though they fell, they fell like stars,Streaming splendour through the sky.Collection: Stars
Hymns should have unity, graduation and mutual dependence in the thoughts, a conscious progress, a sense of completeness and be easily understood.Collection: Should Have
When evening closes Nature's eye, The glow-worm lights her little spark To captivate her favorite fly And tempt the rover through the dark.Collection: Eye