John Keble
Forms Of Prayer To Be Used At Sea by John Keble

Forms Of Prayer To Be Used At Sea by John Keble

The shower of moonlight falls as still and clear Upon this desert main As where sweet flowers some pastoral garden cheer With fragrance after rain: The wild winds rustle in ...

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Sixth Sunday After Trinity by John Keble

Sixth Sunday After Trinity by John Keble

When bitter thoughts, of conscience born, With sinners wake at morn, When from our restless couch we start, With fevered lips and withered heart,Where is the spell to charm ...

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Advent Sunday by John Keble

Advent Sunday by John Keble

Awake--again the Gospel-trump is blown -From year to year it swells with louder tone, From year to year the signs of wrath Are gathering round the Judge's path,Strange words ...

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St. Andrew’s Day by John Keble

St. Andrew’s Day by John Keble

When brothers part for manhood's race, What gift may most endearing proveTo keep fond memory its her place, And certify a brother's love?'Tis true, bright hours together told, ...

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Fifth Sunday In Lent by John Keble

Fifth Sunday In Lent by John Keble

The historic Muse, from age to age,Through many a waste heart-sickening page Hath traced the works of Man:But a celestial call to-dayStays her, like Moses, on her way, The works ...

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Evening by John Keble

Evening by John Keble

'Tis gone, that bright and orbed blaze,Fast fading from our wistful gaze;You mantling cloud has hid from sightThe last faint pulse of quivering light.In darkness and in ...

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Confirmation by John Keble

Confirmation by John Keble

The shadow of th' Almighty's cloud Calm on this tents of Israel lay,While drooping paused twelve banners proud, Till He arise and lead this way.Then to the desert breeze ...

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Ascension Day by John Keble

Ascension Day by John Keble

Soft cloud, that while the breeze of MayChants her glad matins in the leafy arch, Draw'st thy bright veil across the heavenly wayMeet pavement for an angel's glorious march: ...

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Eighteenth Sunday After Trinity by John Keble

Eighteenth Sunday After Trinity by John Keble

It is so--ope thine eyes, and see - What viewest thou all around?A desert, where iniquity And knowledge both abound.In the waste howling wilderness The Church is wandering ...

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Good Friday by John Keble

Good Friday by John Keble

Is it not strange, the darkest hour That ever dawned on sinful earth Should touch the heart with softer power For comfort than an angel's mirth?That to the Cross the ...

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Eight Sunday After Trinity by John Keble

Eight Sunday After Trinity by John Keble

Prophet of God, arise and takeWith thee the words of wrath divine, The scourge of Heaven, to shake O'er yon apostate shrine.Where Angels down the lucid stairCame hovering to our ...

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Blest Are The Pure In Heart by John Keble

Blest Are The Pure In Heart by John Keble

Blest are the pure in heart,For they shall see our God;The secret of the Lord is theirs;Their soul is Christ’s abode.The Lord, Who left the heavensOur life and peace to bring,To ...

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Fifth Sunday After Easter – Rogation Sunday by John Keble

Fifth Sunday After Easter – Rogation Sunday by John Keble

Now is there solemn pause in earth and heaven; The Conqueror now His bonds hath riven,And Angels wonder why He stays below: Yet hath not man his lesson learned, How ...

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Ash Wednesday by John Keble

Ash Wednesday by John Keble

"Yes--deep within and deeper yet The rankling shaft of conscience hide,Quick let the swelling eye forget The tears that in the heart abide.Calm be the voice, the aspect bold, ...

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Fifth Sunday After Trinity by John Keble

Fifth Sunday After Trinity by John Keble

"The livelong night we've toiled in vain, But at Thy gracious wordI will let down the net again:- Do Thou Thy will, O Lord!"So spake the weary fisher, spent With bootless ...

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Palm Sunday by John Keble

Palm Sunday by John Keble

Ye whose hearts are beating high With the pulse of Poesy, Heirs of more than royal race, Fram’d by Heaven’s peculiar grace, God’s own work to do on earth, (If the word be not too ...

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First Sunday After Epiphany by John Keble

First Sunday After Epiphany by John Keble

Lessons sweet of spring returning, Welcome to the thoughtful heart!May I call ye sense or learning, Instinct pure, or Heaven-taught art?Be your title what it may,Sweet this ...

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Easter Eve by John Keble

Easter Eve by John Keble

At length the worst is o'er, and Thou art laid Deep in Thy darksome bed; All still and cold beneath yon dreary stone Thy sacred form is gone; Around those lips where ...

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Churching Of Women by John Keble

Churching Of Women by John Keble

Is there, in bowers of endless spring, One known from all the seraph band By softer voice, by smile and wing More exquisitely bland! Here let him speed: ...

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Christmas Day by John Keble

Christmas Day by John Keble

What sudden blaze of song Spreads o'er th' expanse of Heaven? In waves of light it thrills along, Th' angelic signal given - "Glory to God!" from yonder central ...

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Fifth Sunday After Epiphany by John Keble

Fifth Sunday After Epiphany by John Keble

"Wake, arm Divine! awake, Eye of the only Wise! Now for Thy glory's sake, Saviour and God, arise,And may Thine ear, that sealed seems,In pity mark our mournful themes!" ...

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Eleventh Sunday After Trinity by John Keble

Eleventh Sunday After Trinity by John Keble

Is this a time to plant and build,Add house to house, and field to field,When round our walls the battle lowers,When mines are hid beneath our towers,And watchful foes are ...

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Second Sunday After Easter by John Keble

Second Sunday After Easter by John Keble

O for a sculptor's hand, That thou might'st take thy stand,Thy wild hair floating on the eastern breeze, Thy tranced yet open gaze Fixed on the desert haze,As one who deep in ...

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All Saint’s Day by John Keble

All Saint’s Day by John Keble

Why blow'st thou not, thou wintry wind, Now every leaf is brown and sere, And idly droops, to thee resigned, The fading chaplet of the year? Yet wears the pure aerial ...

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Fifteenth Sunday After Trinity by John Keble

Fifteenth Sunday After Trinity by John Keble

Sweet nurslings of the vernal skies, Bathed in soft airs, and fed with dew,What more than magic in you lies, To fill the heart's fond view?In childhood's sports, companions ...

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Burial Of The Dead by John Keble

Burial Of The Dead by John Keble

I thought to meet no more, so dreary seem'd Death's interposing veil, and thou so pure, Thy place in Paradise Beyond where I could soar; Friend of this worthless heart! but ...

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Cathchism by John Keble

Cathchism by John Keble

Oh! say not, dream not, heavenly notes To childish ears are vain,That the young mind at random floats, And cannot reach the strain.Dim or unheard, the words may fall, And yet ...

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Holy Baptism by John Keble

Holy Baptism by John Keble

Where is it mothers learn their love? - In every Church a fountain springs O'er which th' Eternal Dove Hovers out softest wings.What sparkles in that lucid flood Is ...

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Morning by John Keble

Morning by John Keble

Hues of the rich unfolding morn,That, ere the glorious sun be born,By some soft touch invisibleAround his path are taught to swell; -Thou rustling breeze so fresh and gay,That ...

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First Sunday After Easter by John Keble

First Sunday After Easter by John Keble

First Father of the holy seed,If yet, invoked in hour of need, Thou count me for Thine ownNot quite an outcast if I prove,(Thou joy'st in miracles of love), Hear, from Thy ...

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The Holy Innocents by John Keble

The Holy Innocents by John Keble

Say, ye celestial guards, who waitIn Bethlehem, round the Saviour's palace gate, Say, who are these on golden wings,That hover o'er the new-born King of kings, Their palms and ...

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Gunpowder Treason by John Keble

Gunpowder Treason by John Keble

Beneath the burning eastern sky The Cross was raised at morn:The widowed Church to weep stood by, The world, to hate and scorn.Now, journeying westward, evermore We know the ...

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Third Sunday After Epiphany by John Keble

Third Sunday After Epiphany by John Keble

I marked a rainbow in the north, What time the wild autumnal sun From his dark veil at noon looked forth, As glorying in his course half done, Flinging soft radiance far ...

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November by John Keble

November by John Keble

Red o’er the forest peers the setting sun;The line of yellow light dies fast awayThat crown’d the eastern copse; and chill and dunFalls on the moor the brief November day.Now the ...

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Sexegesima Sunday by John Keble

Sexegesima Sunday by John Keble

Foe of mankind! too bold thy race: Thou runn'st at such a reckless pace,Thine own dire work thou surely wilt confound: 'Twas but one little drop of sin We saw this morning ...

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First Sunday After Christmas by John Keble

First Sunday After Christmas by John Keble

'Tis true, of old the unchanging sun His daily course refused to run, The pale moon hurrying to the west Paused at a mortal's call, to aid The avenging storm of war, that ...

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Fourth Sunday In Lent by John Keble

Fourth Sunday In Lent by John Keble

When Nature tries her finest touch, Weaving her vernal wreath,Mark ye, how close she veils her round,Not to be traced by sight or sound, Nor soiled by ruder breath?Who ever saw ...

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Holy Matrimony by John Keble

Holy Matrimony by John Keble

The voice that breathed o'er Eden, That earliest wedding day The primal marriage blessing, It hath not passed away. Still in the pure espousal Of Christian man and maid, The holy ...

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Seventeenth Sunday After Trinity by John Keble

Seventeenth Sunday After Trinity by John Keble

Stately thy walls, and holy are the prayers Which day and night before thine altars rise:Not statelier, towering o'er her marble stairs, Flashed Sion's gilded dome to summer ...

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Sun Of My Soul by John Keble

Sun Of My Soul by John Keble

Sun of my soul, Thou Savior dear,It is not night if Thou be near;O may no earthborn cloud ariseTo hide Thee from Thy servant’s eyes.When the soft dews of kindly sleepMy wearied ...

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Quinquagesima Sunday by John Keble

Quinquagesima Sunday by John Keble

Sweet Dove! the softest, steadiest plume, In all the sunbright sky,Brightening in ever-changeful bloom As breezes change on high; -Sweet Leaf! the pledge of peace and mirth, ...

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St. Johns Day by John Keble

St. Johns Day by John Keble

"Lord, and what shall this man do?" Ask'st thou, Christian, for thy friend?If his love for Christ be true, Christ hath told thee of his end:This is he whom God approves,This is ...

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St. Matthias’ Day by John Keble

St. Matthias’ Day by John Keble

Who is God's chosen priest?He, who on Christ stands waiting day and night,Who traceth His holy steps, nor ever ceased, From Jordan banks to Bethphage height: Who hath learned ...

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Second Sunday In Lent by John Keble

Second Sunday In Lent by John Keble

"And is there in God's world so drear a place Where the loud bitter cry is raised in vain?Where tears of penance come too late for grace, As on the uprooted flower the genial ...

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Septuagesima Sunday by John Keble

Septuagesima Sunday by John Keble

There is a book, who runs may read, Which heavenly truth imparts,And all the lore its scholars need, Pure eyes and Christian hearts.The works of God above, below, Within us and ...

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St. Mark’s Day by John Keble

St. Mark’s Day by John Keble

Oh! who shall dare in this frail sceneOn holiest happiest thoughts to lean, On Friendship, Kindred, or on Love?Since not Apostles' hands can claspEach other in so firm a grasp ...

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Thursday Before Easter by John Keble

Thursday Before Easter by John Keble

"O holy mountain of my God, "How do thy towers in ruin lie, "How art thou riven and strewn abroad, "Under the rude and wasteful sky!" ‘Twas thus upon his fasting-day The "Man of ...

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Third Sunday In Lent by John Keble

Third Sunday In Lent by John Keble

See Lucifer like lightning fall, Dashed from his throne of pride; While, answering Thy victorious call, The Saints his spoils divide; This world of Thine, by ...

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Wednesday Before Easter by John Keble

Wednesday Before Easter by John Keble

O Lord my God, do thou Thy holy will - I will lie still -I will not stir, lest I forsake Thine arm, And break the charmWhich lulls me, clinging to my Father's breast, In ...

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The Annunciation Of The Blessed Virgin by John Keble

The Annunciation Of The Blessed Virgin by John Keble

Oh! Thou who deign'st to sympathiseWith all our frail and fleshly ties, Maker yet Brother dear,Forgive the too presumptuous thought,If, calming wayward grief, I sought To gaze ...

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