Crammond Kennedy

  • [1861]
    i.
    before Thy Throne we bow:
    O God, our shield be Thou
        From Treason’s rage!
    In faith we look to Thee,
    Our strength in Heav’n we see,
    Defender of the free,
        In ev’ry age.

    II.
    Our follies we confess:...

  • How calm they sleep beneath the shade
      Who once were weary of the strife,
    And bent, like us, beneath the load
          Of human life!

    The willow hangs with sheltering grace
      And benediction o’er their sod,
    And Nature, hushed, assures the soul...