God moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform; He plants His footsteps in the se… And rides upon the storm. Deep in unfathomable mines

Sauntering along the street one da… On trifles musing by the way, Up steps a free familiar wight; (I scarcely knew the man by sight.… ‘Carlos (he cried), your hand, my…

The new-born child of gospel grace… Like some fair tree when summer’s… Beneath Emmanuel’s shining face Lifts up his blooming branch on hi… No fears he feels, he sees no foes…

Poor in my youth, and in life’s la… Rich to no end, I curse my natal… Who nought enjoy’d while young, de… And nought when old enjoy’d, denie…

Seest thou yon mountain laden with… The groves beneath their fleecy bu… The streams congeal’d, forget to f… Come, thaw the cold, and lay a che… Of fuel on the hearth;

Patron of all those luckless brain… That, to the wrong side leaning, Indite much metre with much pains, And little or no meaning; Ah why, since oceans, rivers, stre…

If Gideon’s fleece, which drenche… White moisture none refreshed the… Might fitly represent the Church,… With heavenly gifts to heathens no… In pledge, perhaps, of favours fro…

Where Humber pours his rich comme… There dwelt a wretch, who breathed… In subterraneous caves his life he… Black as the mine, in which he wro… When on a day, emerging from the d…

Lord, my soul with pleasure spring… When Jesu’s name I hear: And when God the Spirit brings The word of promise near: Beauties too, in holiness,

Ease is the weary merchant’s praye… Who ploughs by night the Ægean flo… When neither moon nor stars appear… Or faintly glimmer through the clo… For ease the Mede with quiver gra…

Of all the gifts Thine hand besto… Thou Giver of all good! Not heaven itself a richer knows Than my Redeemer’s blood. Faith too, the blood-receiving gra…

Close by the threshold of a door n… Three kittens sat; each kitten loo… I passing swift and inattentive by… At the three kittens cast a carele… Not much concerned to know what th…

My mother! if thou love me, name n… My noble birth! Sounding at every… My noble birth, thou kill’st me.… As to their only refuge, all from… Nature withholds all good besides;…

Receive, dear friend, the truths… So shalt thou live beyond the reac… Of adverse fortune’s power; Not always tempt the distant deep, Nor always timorously creep

Ancient dame, how wide and vast To a race like ours appears, Rounded to an orb at last, All thy multitude of years! We, the herd of human kind,