You May Also Like / View all maxioms
 Fra Lippo, we have learned from thee
 A lesson of humanity:
  To every mother's heart forlorn,
 read more 
 Fra Lippo, we have learned from thee
 A lesson of humanity:
  To every mother's heart forlorn,
   In every house the Christ is born. 
 Lovely was the death
 Of Him whose life was Love! Holy with power,
  He on the thought-benighted read more 
 Lovely was the death
 Of Him whose life was Love! Holy with power,
  He on the thought-benighted Skeptic beamed
   Manifest Godhead. 
 His love at once and dread instruct our thought;
 As man He suffer'd and as God He taught.  
 His love at once and dread instruct our thought;
 As man He suffer'd and as God He taught. 
 Therefore, friends,
 As far as to the sepulchre of Christ--
  Whose soldier now, under whose blessed cross
read more 
 Therefore, friends,
 As far as to the sepulchre of Christ--
  Whose soldier now, under whose blessed cross
   We are impressed and engaged to fight--
    Fourthwith a power of English shall we levy,
     Whose arms were moulded in their mother's womb
      To chase these pagans in those holy fields
       Over whose acres walked those blessed feet
        Which fourteen hundred years ago were nailed
         For our advantage on the bitter cross. 
 In every pang that rends the heart
 The Man of Sorrows had a part.  
 In every pang that rends the heart
 The Man of Sorrows had a part. 
 Christ beside me, Christ before me, Christ behind me, Christ 
within me, Christ beneath me, Christ above me.  
 Christ beside me, Christ before me, Christ behind me, Christ 
within me, Christ beneath me, Christ above me. 
 All His glory and beauty come from within, and there He delights 
to dwell, His visits there are frequent, read more 
 All His glory and beauty come from within, and there He delights 
to dwell, His visits there are frequent, His conversation sweet, 
His comforts refreshing; and His peace passing all understanding. 
 And so the Word had breath, and wrought
 With human hands the creed of creeds
  In loveliness read more 
 And so the Word had breath, and wrought
 With human hands the creed of creeds
  In loveliness of perfect deeds,
   More strong than all poetic thoughts;
    Which he may read that binds the sheaf,
     Or builds the house, or digs the grave,
      And those wild eyes that watch the waves
       In roarings round the coral reef. 
 There is a green hill far away,
 Without a city wall,
  Where the dear Lord was crucified
read more 
 There is a green hill far away,
 Without a city wall,
  Where the dear Lord was crucified
   Who died to save us all.