James Montgomery

(4 November 1771 – 30 April 1854 / Irvine in Ayrshire)

James Montgomery Poems

1. The Scene Around Me Disappears 5/9/2012
2. Angels From The Realms Of Glory 5/9/2012
3. Arnold Von Winkelried 1/26/2015
4. To The Autumn 4/15/2010
5. The Field Of The World 4/15/2010
6. The Laurustinus 4/15/2010
7. The Prisoner To A Robin Who Came To His Window 4/15/2010
8. The Valentine Wreath 4/15/2010
9. The Flash At Midnight 1/3/2003
10. The Bridal And The Burial 4/15/2010
11. To The Temple I Repair 1/3/2003
12. The Recluse 4/15/2010
13. The Pelican Island 4/15/2010
14. Twilight 4/15/2010
15. The Bird That Soars On Highest Wing 4/15/2010
16. There Is A Calm For Those Who Weep, 4/15/2010
17. Thee Will I Praise, O Lord, In Light, 4/15/2010
18. The Visible Creation 4/15/2010
19. There Is A Calm For Those Who Weep - 2 4/15/2010
20. What Is Prayer? 4/15/2010
21. The Sunflower 4/15/2010
22. Stand Up And Bless The Lord 1/3/2003
23. Songs Of Praise The Angels Sang 1/3/2003
24. Home 4/15/2010
25. Almighty Spirit, Now Behold 1/3/2003
26. The Daisy - On Finding One In Bloom On Christmas-Day 4/15/2010
27. For Ever With The Lord! 4/15/2010
28. An Indian Mother About To Destroy Her Child 4/15/2010
29. Father Of Light, And Life, And Love! 4/15/2010
30. O Spirit Of The Living God 1/3/2003
31. How Precious Are Thy Thoughts Of Peace 4/15/2010
32. Sow In The Morn Thy Seed 1/3/2003
33. The Lord Is My Shepherd 1/3/2003
34. All Ye Nations, Praise The Lord, 4/15/2010
35. Inscription Under The Picture Of An Aged Negro-Woman 1/3/2003
36. When Jesus Left His Father's Throne 1/3/2003
37. Hail To The Lord's Anointed 4/15/2010
38. Night 4/15/2010
39. A Sweet Landscape 4/15/2010
40. Instruction 4/15/2010
Best Poem of James Montgomery

Prayer Is The Soul's Sincere Desire

Prayer is the soul’s sincere desire,
Unuttered or expressed;
The motion of a hidden fire
That trembles in the breast.

Prayer is the burden of a sigh,
The falling of a tear
The upward glancing of an eye,
When none but God is near.

Prayer is the simplest form of speech
That infant lips can try;
The upward glancing of an eye,
When none but God is near.

Prayer is the Christian’s vital breath,
The Christian’s native air,
His watchword at the gates of death;
He enters heaven with prayer.

O Thou, by Whom we come to God,
The Life, the ...

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Sow In The Morn Thy Seed

Sow in the morn thy seed,
At eve hold not thy hand;
To doubt and fear give thou no heed,
Broadcast it o’er the land.

Thou know’st not which may thrive,
The late or early sown;
God keeps His precious seed alive,
When and wherever thrown.

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