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• The Book of God

  Thy thoughts are here, my God,
  Expressed in words divine,
  The utterance of heavenly lips …

  Horatius Bonar

• The Meeting

  The Elder folk shook hands at last,
  Down seat by seat the signal passed.
  To simple ways like ours unused, …

  John Greenleaf Whittier

• Of Hym that Togyder wyll Serve Two Maysters

  From the German by Alexander Barclay
  A FOLE he is and voyde of reason
  Whiche with one hounde tendyth to take …

  Sebastian Brant

• Religion and Doctrine

  He stood before the Sanhedrim;
  The scowling rabbis gazed at him;
  He recked not of their praise or blame; …

  John Hay

• Rabbi Ben Ezra

  GROW old along with me!
  The best is yet to be,
  The last of life, for which the first I was made: …

  Robert Browning

• The Religion of Hudibras

  From “Hudibras,” Part I.
  HE was of that stubborn crew
  Of errant saints, whom all men grant …

  Samuel Butler

• On an Infant

  Which Died before Baptism
  “BE, rather than be called, a child of God,”
  Death whispered!—with assenting nod, …

  Samuel Taylor Coleridge

• What was his Creed?

  “Religion relates to life, and the life of religion is to do good.”—SWEDENBORG.
  HE left a load of anthracite
  In front of a poor woman’s door, …

  Anonymous

• The Philosopher Toad

  DOWN deep in the hollow, so damp and so cold,
  Where oaks are by ivy o’ergrown,
  The gray moss and lichen creep over the mould, …

  Rebecca S. Nichols

• Her Creed

  She stood before a chosen few,
  With modest air and eyes of blue;
  A gentle creature, in whose face …

  Sarah Knowles Bolton

• My Creed

  I Hold that Christian grace abounds
  Where charity is seen; that when
  We climb to heaven, ’t is on the rounds …

  Alice Cary

• “Give me thy heart”

  With echoing steps the worshippers
  Departed one by one;
  The organ’s pealing voice was stilled, …

  Adelaide Anne Procter

• “O, may I join the choir invisible!”

  O, May I join the choir invisible
  Of those immortal dead who live again
  In minds made better by their presence; live …

  George Eliot

• “O yet we trust that somehow good”

  From “In Memoriam,” LIII.
  O YET we trust that somehow good
  Will be the final goal of ill, …

  Alfred, Lord Tennyson

• Day Breaks

  What dost thou see, lone watcher on the tower,
  Is the day breaking? Comes the wished-for hour?
  Tell us the signs, and stretch abroad thy hand, …

  Charles Mackay

• My Home

  A Thanksgiving to God for a House in the Green Parish of Devonshire
  LORD, thou hast given me a cell
  Wherein to dwell, …

  Robert Herrick

• Living Waters

  There are some hearts like wells, green-mossed and deep
  As ever Summer saw;
  And cool their water is,—yea, cool and sweet;— …

  Caroline S. Spencer

• The Seaside Well

  “Waters flowed over mine head; then I said, I am cut off.”—LAMENTATIONS iii. 54.
  ONE day I wandered where the salt sea-tide
  Backward had drawn its wave, …

  Anonymous

• Ultima Veritas

  In the bitter waves of woe,
  Beaten and tossed about
  By the sullen winds that blow …

  Washington Gladden

• The End of the Play

  The Play is done,—the curtain drops,
  Slow falling to the prompter’s bell;
  A moment yet the actor stops, …

  William Makepeace Thackeray

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