Spring unlocks the flowers to paint the laughing soil. Reginald Heber More Quotes by Reginald Heber More Quotes From Reginald Heber Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Reginald Heber starsmorningson Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty! Reginald Heber godsongmorning Then on! then on! where duty leads,My course be onward still. Reginald Heber coursesdutystills What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle; Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile: In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strown; The heathen in his blindness Bows down to wood and stone. Reginald Heber blowkindnessmen Eternity has no gray hairs! The flowers fade, the heart withers, man grows old and dies, the world lies down in the sepulchre of ages, but time writes no wrinkles on the brow of Eternity. Reginald Heber flowerwritinglying No hammers fell, no ponderous axes rung,Like some tall palm the mystic fabric sprung.Majestic silence. Reginald Heber axeshammerssilence The flowers of Spring may wither, the hope of Summer fade, The Autumn droop in Winter, the birds forsake the shade; The winds be lull'd—the Sun and Moon forget their old decree, But we in Nature's latest hour, O Lord! will cling to Thee. Reginald Heber flowersummerspring Death rides on every passing breeze, Reginald Heber passingflowerdeath When the veil of death has been drawn between us and the objects of our regard, how quick-sighted do we become to their merits, and how bitterly do we remember words, or even looks, of unkindness which may have escaped in our intercourse with them. Reginald Heber veilsdeathlooks The heathen in his blindness Reginald Heber bowswoodsstones From Greenland's icy mountains, Reginald Heber errorslandrivers With drooping bells of clearest blue Reginald Heber butterflyviewsblue We have a friend and protector, from whom, if we do not ourselves depart from Him, nor power nor spirit can separate us. In His strength let us proceed on our journey, through the storms, and troubles, and dangers of the world. However they may rage and swell, though the mountains shake at the tempests, our rock will not be moved: we have one friend who will never forsake us; one refuge, where we may rest in peace and stand in our lot at the end of the days. That same is He who liveth, and was dead; who is alive forevermore; and hath the keys of hell and of death. Reginald Heber rest-in-peacejourneygod Bread of the world, in mercy broken, Reginald Heber winebrokenheart Thus heavenly hope is all serene,But earthly hope, how bright soe'er,Still fluctuates o'er this changing scene,As false and fleeting as 't is fair. Reginald Heber serenefleetingscene The Son of God goes forth to war,A kingly crown to gain;His blood red banner streams afar:Who follows in His train?Who best can drink his cup of woe,Triumphant over pain,Who patient bears his cross below,He follows in His train. Reginald Heber painwarson We deny our Lord whenever, like Demas, we through love of this present world forsake the course of duty which Christ has plainly pointed out to us. Reginald Heber lordworldchrist By cool Siloam's shady rill How sweet the lily grows! Reginald Heber shadyliliessweet Remember that every guilty compliance with the humors of the world, every sinful indulgence of our own passions, is laying up cares and fears for the hour of darkness; and that the remembrance of ill-spent time will strew our sick-bed with thorns, and rack our sinking spirits with despair. Reginald Heber remembrancepassionsick When Spring unlocks the flowers To paint the laughing soil; When summer's balmy breezes Refresh the mower's toil; When winter holds in frosty chains The fallow and the flood; In God the earth rejoices still, And owns her Maker good. Reginald Heber flowersummerspring
