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Cecil Frances Alexander

(Early April 1818 – 12 October 1895 / Dublin)

Cecil Frances Alexander
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Cecil Frances Humphreys Alexander, was a hymn-writer and poet.

Alexander was born in Dublin, the third child and second daughter of Major John Humphreys (of Norfolk, land-agent to 4th Earl of Wicklow and later to the second Marquess of Abercorn), and Elizabeth (née Reed). She began writing verse in her childhood, being strongly influenced by Dr Walter Hook, Dean of Chichester. Her subsequent religious work was strongly influenced by her contacts with the Oxford Movement and in particular with John Keble, who edited one of her anthologies. By the 1840s she was already known as a hymn writer and her compositions were soon included in ... more »

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  • Rookie Isabella Velazco (9/18/2013 3:52:00 PM)

    can i make a poem here and if someone nows how to can they tell me how to make a poem

  • Rookie Rhenesmeeh Chanericah Collins Smith (11/5/2012 4:07:00 AM)

    Hey can I make a poem here?

  • Rookie Rhenesmeeh Chanericah Collins Smith (11/5/2012 4:07:00 AM)

    I really like this poem because it tells how beautiful our planet or our home planet looks. :)

  • Rookie Martin Bermea (9/11/2011 11:40:00 AM)

    Beautiful poem! This one was one of the first poems I ever read in English. My native language is Spanish.

  • Rookie Jazmin Mcmillian (4/3/2008 9:12:00 AM)

    All things bright and beautiful,
    All creatures great and small,
    All things wise and wonderful,
    The Lord God made them all.

    Each little flower that opens,
    Each little bird that sings,
    He made their glowing colours,
    He made their tiny wings.

    The rich man in his castle,
    The poor man at his gate,
    God made them, high or lowly,
    And ordered their estate.

    The purple-headed mountain,
    The river running by,
    The sunset, and the morning,
    That brightens up the sky;

    The cold wind in the winter,
    The pleasant summer sun,
    The ripe fruits in the garden,
    He made them every one.

    The tall trees in the greenwood,
    The meadows where we play,
    The rushes by the water,
    We gather every day; -

    He gave us eyes to see them,
    And lips that we might tell,
    How great is God Almighty,
    Who has made all things well.


    ~ I really like this poem ~

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