John Stuart Blackie

Songs of Religion and Life John Stuart Blackie

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated.1876 Excerpt: ... %he School ot $£000. OME unto me, who live in cumbrous splendour, 'Neath Fashion's despot rule, And to meek Wisdom's kindly sway surrender Your hearts in Jesus' school. No pomp is here of gold and purple flaunting, No banners proudly spread, No trumpet's blare, no victor's cruel vaunting, No field bestrewn with dead. No high-set throne with glittering throngs attendant, No loud far-sounded name, Sceptre or sword, or robe with gems resplendent, To blaze His peaceful fame. But contemplation chaste serenely brooding With clear unclouded face, High thought that scorns all baser cares intruding Into God's holy place. And mighty love embracing all things human In one all-fathering name, Stamping God's seal on trivial things and common, With consecrated aim. The godlike front, the mouth of bold confession, The conquering glance of truth, The hand that works with the sure slow progression Of unrecorded growth. The breath that blows with quickening vans victorious O'er realms of thought sublime, Making our life a golden harvest glorious, Reaped from the fields of time. In vain, in vain, to rouse your languid leisure, Ye waste ancestral stores, Starring with gold your wide-domed halls of pleasure, And treading pictured floors. In vain from show to show ye drive unsated, And sights of gay surprise; The soul's high hunger rests all unabated From gaze of wondering eyes. Stir the deep wells of life that flow within you, Touched by God's genial hand, And let the chastened sure ambition win you To serve His high command, And cast aside the costly cumbrous splendour Of Fashion's despot rule, And to meek Wisdom's kindly sway surrender Your hearts in Jesus' school pragrc for Direction. T ORD of might, and Lord of glory, On my knees I bow before Thee, With my whole heart ...