Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, SUNDAY HYMN; IN IMITATION OF DR. WATTS, by NATHANIEL COTTON


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SUNDAY HYMN; IN IMITATION OF DR. WATTS, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: This is the day the lord of life
Last Line: And death shall call me hence.
Subject(s): Death; God; Heaven; Religion; Dead, The; Paradise; Theology


THIS is the day the Lord of life
Ascended to the skies;
My thoughts, pursue the lofty theme,
And to the heavens arise.

Let no vain cares divert my mind
From this celestial road;
Nor all the honours of the earth
Detain my soul from God.

Think of the splendors of that place,
The joys that are on high;
Nor meanly rest contented here,
With worlds beneath the sky.

Heav'n is the birth-place of the saints,
To Heav'n their souls ascend;
The' Almighty owns his favourite race
As father and as friend.

Oh! may these lovely titles prove
My comfort and defence,
When the sick couch shall be my lot,
And death shall call me hence.





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