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Charles Kingsley (Чарльз Кингсли)


Hymn


Accept this building, gracious Lord,
No temple though it be;
We raised it for our suffering kin,
And so, Good Lord, for Thee.

Accept our little gift, and give
To all who here may dwell,
The will and power to do their work,
Or bear their sorrows well.

From Thee all skill and science flow;
All pity, care, and love,
All calm and courage, faith and hope,
Oh! pour them from above.

And part them, Lord, to each and all,
As each and all shall need,
To rise like incense, each to Thee,
In noble thought and deed.

And hasten, Lord, that perfect day,
When pain and death shall cease;
And Thy just rule shall fill the earth
With health, and light, and peace.

When ever blue the sky shall gleam,
And ever green the sod;
And man's rude work deface no more
The Paradise of God.



Charles Kingsley's other poems:
  1. Palinodia
  2. The Priest's Heart
  3. On The Death of Leopold: King of The Belgians
  4. The Legend of La Brea
  5. Lorraine


Poems of other poets with the same name (Стихотворения других поэтов с таким же названием):

  • Walter Raleigh (Уолтер Рэли) Hymn ("Rise, O my soul! with thy desires to heaven")
  • Edgar Poe (Эдгар По) Hymn ("At morn—at noon—at twilight dim—")

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