Quotes from Reginald Heber

Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid. Star of the east the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.

Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty! Early in the morning our song shall rise to thee.

Spring unlocks the flowers to paint the laughing soil.

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.

Though every prospect pleases,And only man is vile.

From Greenland's icy mountains,From India's coral strand,Where Afric's sunny fountainsRoll down their golden sand.

The heathen in his blindnessBows down to wood and stone.

Holy, Holy, Holy! Lord God Almighty!Early in the morning our song shall rise to Thee:Holy, Holy, Holy! Merciful and Mighty!God in Three Persons, Blessed Trinity.

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.

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.

Death rides on every passing breeze, He lurks in every flower.