Verse > Anthologies > Alfred H. Miles, ed. > The Sacred Poets of the Nineteenth Century
  PREVIOUSNEXT  
CONTENTS · BIBLIOGRAPHIC RECORD
Alfred H. Miles, ed.  The Sacred Poets of the Nineteenth Century.  1907.
 
I. “Praise to God, immortal praise”
By Anna Lætitia Barbauld (1743–1825)
 
PRAISE to God, immortal praise,
For the love that crowns our days!
Bounteous source of every joy,
Let Thy praise our tongues employ;
 
For the blessings of the field,        5
For the stores the gardens yield;
For the vine’s exalted juice,
For the generous olive’s use:
 
Flocks that whiten all the plain;
Yellow sheaves of ripen’d grain;        10
Clouds that drop their fattening dews,
Suns that temperate warmth diffuse:
 
All that Spring with bounteous hand
Scatters o’er the smiling land;
All that liberal Autumn pours        15
From her rich o’er-flowing stores:
 
These to Thee, my God, we owe,—
Source whence all our blessings flow;
And for these my soul shall raise
Grateful vows and solemn praise.        20
 
Yet, should rising whirlwinds tear
From its stem the ripening ear;
Should the fig-tree’s blasted shoot
Drop her green untimely fruit;
 
Should the vine put forth no more,        25
Nor the olive yield her store
Though the sickening flocks should fall,
And the herds desert the stall;
 
Should Thine alter’d hand restrain
The early and the latter rain;        30
Blast each opening bud of joy,
And the rising year destroy;
 
Yet to Thee my soul should raise
Grateful vows and solemn praise;
And, when every blessing’s flown,        35
Love Thee—for Thyself alone.
 
 
CONTENTS · BIBLIOGRAPHIC RECORD
  PREVIOUSNEXT  
 
Loading
Click here to shop the Bartleby Bookstore.

Shakespeare · Bible · Strunk · Anatomy · Nonfiction · Quotations · Reference · Fiction · Poetry
© 1993–2014 Bartleby.com · [Top 150] · Subjects · Titles · Authors