Hymn Lover: An Account Of The Rise And Growth Of English Hymnody (1905) - Softcover

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Poetry! thou sweet st content That eer Heaven to mortals lent! I do but sing because I must, And pipe but as the linnets sing. George Wither. Alfred Tennyson. The first true worship of the worlds great King From private and selected hearts did spring. Henry Vaughan. The gift, whose office is the Giver spraise, To trace Him inH is word, His works. His ways: Then spread the rich discovery, and invite Mankind to share in the divine delight. William Cowper. God sent His singers upon earth With songs of sadness and of mirth. That they might touch the hearts of men. And bring them back to heaven again. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. There are in this loud stunning tide Of human care and crime, With whom the melodies abide Of the everlasting chime ;W ho carry music in the heart. Through dusky lane and wrangling mart. Plying their lowly task with busier feet Because their secret souls a holy strain repeat. John Keble. Yet, when I remember the tears I shed at the Psalmody ofT hy Church, in the beginning of my recovered faith; and how at this time I am moved, not with the singing, but with the things sung, when they are sung with a clear voice and modulation most suitable,! acknowledge the great use of this institution. Thus I fluctuate between peril of pleasure and approved wholesomeness, inclined the rather (though not as pronouncing an irrevocable opinion) to approve of the use of singing in the Church ;that so by the delight of the ears, the weaker minds may rise to the feeling of devotion. Yet when it befalls me to be more moved with the voice than the words sung, I confess to have sinned penally, and then had rather not hear music. Augustine (C onfessions ). Worship is transcendent wonder wonder for which there is no limit or measure ;that is worship. Thomas Carlyle. Make the Church full of praise, and it will be full of God. God and His praise cannot be apart. OT
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