Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, BIRTHDAY MOTTOES: 11, by FRANCES RIDLEY HAVERGAL


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BIRTHDAY MOTTOES: 11, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: I have no birthday gift to bring
Last Line: And then his glory thine for aye!
Subject(s): Birthdays


I HAVE no birthday gift to bring,
But I will crave a Royal dower,
The seven-fold largesse of the King.

His Peace be thine, His Love unknown;
His own deep Joy, His Strength and Power,
His Grace abounding, be thine own!

His Rest be thine, sweet rest to-day,
Rest while the swift years pass away,
And then His Glory thine for aye!





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