Many, I fear, would like glory, who have no wish for grace. They would [want to] have the wages, but not the work; the harvest, but not the labor; the reaping, but not the sowing; the reward, but not the battle. But it may not be.
J.C. Ryle

Yearly Archives: 2021

THE SLEEP

"He giveth His beloved sleep." — Ps. cxxvii. 2. OF all the thoughts of God that are Borne inward unto souls afar Along the Psalmist's music deep, Now tell me…

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THE SINGERS

God sent His Singers upon earth With songs of sadness and of mirth, That they might touch the hearts of men And bring them back to heaven again. The first,…

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IN MEMORIAM

I SAW two flowers at morning: The one was a full-blown rose; And it lay at rest on a matron's breast, Like a gleam from the sunset close. The other…

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ST. FRANCIS XAVIER

Lo! on the slope of yonder shore Beneath that lonely shed, A saint hath found his conflicts o'er, And laid his dying head! No gloom of fear hath glazed his…

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ROCK OF AGES

ROCK of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee; Let the water and the blood, From Thy wounded side which flowed, Be of sin the double cure;…

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