Henry Charles Beeching, ed. (1859–1919). Lyra Sacra: A Book of Religious Verse. 1903.
By Robert Bridges (1844–1930)These meagre rhymes which a returning mood
| THESE meagre rhymes which a returning mood | |
| Sometimes o’errateth, I as oft despise: | |
| And knowing them ill-natured, stiff, and rude, | |
| See them as others with contemptuous eyes. | |
| Nay, and I wonder less at God’s respect | 5 |
| For man, a minim jot in time and space, | |
| Than at the soaring faith of His elect, | |
| That gift of gifts, the comfort of His grace. | |
| O truth unsearchable, O heavenly love, | |
| Most infinitely tender, so to touch | 10 |
| The work that we can meanly reckon of: | |
| Surely—I say—we are favoured overmuch. | |
| But of this wonder, what doth most amaze | |
| Is that we know our love is held for praise. | |