Religion
Second Sunday in Advent
From The Poetical Works (1859)
Religion
Earth is past away and gone,
All her glories every one,
All her pomp is broken down;
God is reigning — God alone!
All her high ones lowly lie,
All her mirth hath passed by,
All her merry-hearted sigh;
God is reigning — God on high!
No more sorrow, no more night;
Perfect joy, and purest light;
With His spotless saints and bright,
God is reigning in the height!
Blessing, praise, and glory bring,
Offer every holy thing;
Everlasting praises sing;
God is reigning, God our King!
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MLA
Alford, Henry. “Second Sunday in Advent.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/alford/153/.
Chicago
Alford, Henry. “Second Sunday in Advent.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/alford/153/.
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