Poems by John Austin
Hymn XXXIX : Night forbear; alas, our Praise,
... These poor Psalms shall there like yours, ...
Hymn XIII. Open thine eyes, my soul, and see
... Still make me walk, still make me tend, ...
Nature's Praise
... Learn of birds, and springs, and flowers, ...
Hail Queen of Angels holy Quires;
... Heav'ns brightest Saints thy grace outshines ...
Hymn XXXII. Lord, now the time returns,
... Where our full joys shall never wain, ...
Hymn XVII. Rise royal Sion! rise and sing
... single he Bears home no less, All they no more ...
Hymn IV. Dear Jesu, when, when will it be,
... That such poor things from heav'n should keep ...
Hail Queen of Saints; Hail mercies Mother
... Soft source of pity, mil'd, and sweet, ...
Behold we come, dear Lord, to Thee;
... Come then, my soul, bring all thy pow'rs, ...
Hymn II. Wake my Soul, rise from this Bed
... Which from Him take all their light, ...
Blest be thy love, dear Lord,
... Where'er we are, Thou canst protect, ...
Hymn XXI. Come let's adore the King of love
... O narrow thoughts, and narrower speech, ...
Rejoyce chast Queen of Angels, and apply
... Sing then, and in thy hymns this mercy crave, ...
Wake now, my Soul, and humbly hear
... Hopes to possess, and tast, and feel ...
