Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, TO THE REV. C.B. SNEPP, by FRANCES RIDLEY HAVERGAL


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TO THE REV. C.B. SNEPP, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: I have no hymn, my brother
Last Line: Transmuted into praise.
Subject(s): Birthdays


I HAVE no hymn, my brother,
Upon your desk to lay,
No song of holy gladness
To bring to you to-day;

To 'Songs of Grace and Glory'
No verses sweet and new!
I write not for ten thousand,
I only write for you.

For oh, my heart is singing
A song of quiet praise
To Him who has preserved you,
Upholding all your ways.

To Him who knows our sorrows,
Who knew the orphan's heart,
And sent a friend to cheer it,
And act a brother's part.

So I come before my Father,
My hands in faith uplift,
To fill your cup with gladness
And every perfect gift.

And may His loving-kindness
Crown all with grace for grace,
Till in the coming glory
You stand before His face!

And see with light from heaven,
Clear-shining on thy ways,
Each pilgrimage petition
Transmuted into praise.





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