“Simplest of blossoms! To mine eye Thou bring'st the summer's painted sky; The May-thorn greening in the nook; The minnows sporting in the brook; The bleat of flocks; the breath of flowers; The song of birds amid the bowers; The crystal of the azure seas; The music of the southern breeze; And, over all, the blessed sun, Telling of halcyon days begun.” MayEyeSongSunSeaSkyMinesFlowerSummerBirdBreathsBlessedSouthernBreezeSimplestCrystalsFlocksBrooksAzureGreeningMinnowsHalcyon Days Book:The Poetical Works of David Macbeth Moir Source: The Poetical Works of David Macbeth Moir
“Now are the days, of humblest prayer, When consciences to God lie bare, And mercy most delights to spare. Oh hearken when we cry. Now is the season, wisely long, Of sadder thought and graver song, When ailing souls grow well and strong. Oh hearken when we cry. The feast of penance! Oh so bright, With true conversion's heavenly light, Like sunrise after stormy night! Oh hearken when we cry. Oh happy time of blessed tears, Of surer hopes, of chast'ning fears, Undoing all our evil years. Oh hearken when we cry. Chastise us with Thy fear; Yet, Father! in the multitude Of Thy compassions, hear!” YearsWellsLongSoulLightLyingNightSongEvilFatherStrongGrowsPrayerCompassionCryTearsConscienceMercySeasonsBlessedDelightConversionHeavenlySunriseMultitudesSparesStormyPenanceUndoingHappy TimesStormy Nights Author:Frederick William Faber
“I was blessed with the talent. God gave me the gift to put words together and make popular songs.” TogetherSongTalentBlessedPopular Song Author:Yo Gotti