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. There Is A Calm For Those Who Weep, 4/15/2010
5. To The Autumn 4/15/2010
6. The Bridal And The Burial 4/15/2010
7. The Field Of The World 4/15/2010
8. The Laurustinus 4/15/2010
9. The Prisoner To A Robin Who Came To His Window 4/15/2010
10. The Valentine Wreath 4/15/2010
11. The Flash At Midnight 1/3/2003
12. To The Temple I Repair 1/3/2003
13. There Is A Calm For Those Who Weep - 2 4/15/2010
14. Twilight 4/15/2010
15. The Recluse 4/15/2010
16. The Pelican Island 4/15/2010
17. The Bird That Soars On Highest Wing 4/15/2010
18. Thee Will I Praise, O Lord, In Light, 4/15/2010
19. The Visible Creation 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. How Precious Are Thy Thoughts Of Peace 4/15/2010
26. Almighty Spirit, Now Behold 1/3/2003
27. Inscription Under The Picture Of An Aged Negro-Woman 1/3/2003
28. When Jesus Left His Father's Throne 1/3/2003
29. Night 4/15/2010
30. The Daisy - On Finding One In Bloom On Christmas-Day 4/15/2010
31. For Ever With The Lord! 4/15/2010
32. An Indian Mother About To Destroy Her Child 4/15/2010
33. Father Of Light, And Life, And Love! 4/15/2010
34. O Spirit Of The Living God 1/3/2003
35. Morning Thoughts 4/15/2010
36. Sow In The Morn Thy Seed 1/3/2003
37. The Lord Is My Shepherd 1/3/2003
38. All Ye Nations, Praise The Lord, 4/15/2010
39. Hail To The Lord's Anointed 4/15/2010
40. Lord, Teach Us How To Pray Aright 1/3/2003
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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In The Hour Of Trial

In the hour of trial, Jesus, plead for me,
Lest by base denial I depart from Thee.
When Thou seest me waver, with a look recall,
Nor for fear or favor suffer me to fall.

With forbidden pleasures would this vain world charm,
Or its sordid treasures spread to work me harm,
Bring to my remembrance sad Gethsemane,
Or, in darker semblance, cross-crowned Calvary.

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