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Poem
August 6, 1823
Harpers Ferry Free Press
Harpers Ferry, Jefferson County, West Virginia
What is this article about?
A religious hymn from Thomas Moore's Sacred Melodies, praising God's creation of light, day, night, and seasons, while anticipating a future era of peace, redemption for Judah, and the end of suffering, drawing from Psalm 74.
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THE MUSES SEAT.
"It is the gift of Poetry to consecrate every place in which it moves, to breathe around nature an odour more exquisite than the perfume of the rose, and to shed over it a tint more magical than the blush of the morning."
FROM MOORE'S SACRED MELODIES.
"The day is thine, the night also is thine; thou hast prepared the light and the sun. Thou hast set all the borders of the earth; thou hast made summer and winter."--Psalm lxxiv. 16, 17.
Thou art, Oh God! the life and light
Of all this wond'rous world we see;
Its glow by day, its smile by night,
Are but reflections caught from thee.
Where'er we turn, thy glories shine,
And all things fair and bright are thine.
When day, with farewell beam, delays
Among the opening clouds of even,
And we can almost think we gaze
Through golden vistas into heaven:
Those hues that make the sun's decline
So soft, so radiant, Lord! are thine.
When night, with wings of starry gloom,
O'ershadows all the earth and skies,
Like some dark, beauteous bird, whose
plume
Is sparkling with unnumbered eyes;
That sacred gloom, those fires divine,
So grand, so countless, Lord! are thine.
When youthful spring around us breathes,
Thy spirit warms her fragrant sigh;
And every flower the summer wreathes,
Is born beneath that kindling eye.
Where'er we turn, thy glories shine,
And all things fair and bright are thine.
But who shall see the glorious day,
When thron'd on Zion's brow,
The Lord shall rend that veil away,
Which hides the nations now!
When earth no more beneath the fear
Of his rebuke shall lie;
When pain shall cease, and every tear
Be wip'd from every eye!
Then, Judah! thou no more shalt mourn
Beneath the Heathen's chain;
Thy days of splendour shall return,
And all be new again.
The fount of life shall then be quaff'd
In peace by all who come;
And every wind that blows shall waft
Some long lost exile home!
"It is the gift of Poetry to consecrate every place in which it moves, to breathe around nature an odour more exquisite than the perfume of the rose, and to shed over it a tint more magical than the blush of the morning."
FROM MOORE'S SACRED MELODIES.
"The day is thine, the night also is thine; thou hast prepared the light and the sun. Thou hast set all the borders of the earth; thou hast made summer and winter."--Psalm lxxiv. 16, 17.
Thou art, Oh God! the life and light
Of all this wond'rous world we see;
Its glow by day, its smile by night,
Are but reflections caught from thee.
Where'er we turn, thy glories shine,
And all things fair and bright are thine.
When day, with farewell beam, delays
Among the opening clouds of even,
And we can almost think we gaze
Through golden vistas into heaven:
Those hues that make the sun's decline
So soft, so radiant, Lord! are thine.
When night, with wings of starry gloom,
O'ershadows all the earth and skies,
Like some dark, beauteous bird, whose
plume
Is sparkling with unnumbered eyes;
That sacred gloom, those fires divine,
So grand, so countless, Lord! are thine.
When youthful spring around us breathes,
Thy spirit warms her fragrant sigh;
And every flower the summer wreathes,
Is born beneath that kindling eye.
Where'er we turn, thy glories shine,
And all things fair and bright are thine.
But who shall see the glorious day,
When thron'd on Zion's brow,
The Lord shall rend that veil away,
Which hides the nations now!
When earth no more beneath the fear
Of his rebuke shall lie;
When pain shall cease, and every tear
Be wip'd from every eye!
Then, Judah! thou no more shalt mourn
Beneath the Heathen's chain;
Thy days of splendour shall return,
And all be new again.
The fount of life shall then be quaff'd
In peace by all who come;
And every wind that blows shall waft
Some long lost exile home!
What sub-type of article is it?
Hymn
Ode
What themes does it cover?
Religious Faith
Nature Seasons
What keywords are associated?
Gods Creation
Light And Night
Seasons
Redemption Judah
Psalm Lxxiv
Thomas Moore
What entities or persons were involved?
From Moore's Sacred Melodies
Poem Details
Author
From Moore's Sacred Melodies
Subject
Praise Of God's Creation And Anticipation Of Redemption
Form / Style
Rhymed Stanzas In Hymn Meter
Key Lines
Thou Art, Oh God! The Life And Light
Of All This Wond'rous World We See;
Its Glow By Day, Its Smile By Night,
Are But Reflections Caught From Thee.
Where'er We Turn, Thy Glories Shine,
And All Things Fair And Bright Are Thine.
Then, Judah! Thou No More Shalt Mourn
Beneath The Heathen's Chain;
Thy Days Of Splendour Shall Return,
And All Be New Again.