John Bowring

(1792-1872 / England)

John Bowring Poems

1. Thy Will Be Done 9/21/2010
2. Truly This Man Was The Son Of God! 9/21/2010
3. Whether Living Or Dying, We Are Thine 9/21/2010
4. Truly This Man Was The Son Of God! 9/21/2010
5. Ye Cannot Serve God And Mammon 9/21/2010
6. A Wise Man--Builds Upon A Rock 9/21/2010
7. Acceptable Worship 9/21/2010
8. Adoration Of The One True God 9/21/2010
9. Advent Of Christ 9/21/2010
10. Adversity Salutary 9/21/2010
11. Agar's Petition 9/21/2010
12. An Aspiration 9/21/2010
13. Anxieties And Comforts 9/21/2010
14. Aspiration After Higher Truth 9/21/2010
15. Aspirations 9/21/2010
16. Aspirations After Truth 9/21/2010
17. Autumn: Friday Evening 9/21/2010
18. Autumn: Friday Morning 9/21/2010
19. Autumn: Monday Evening 9/21/2010
20. Autumn: Monday Morning 9/21/2010
21. Autumn: Saturday Evening 9/21/2010
22. Autumn: Saturday Morning 9/21/2010
23. Autumn: Sunday Morning 9/21/2010
24. Autumn: Thursday Evening: The Presence Of God 9/21/2010
25. Autumn: Thursday Morning 9/21/2010
26. Autumn: Tuesday Evening 9/21/2010
27. Autumn: Tuesday Morning 9/21/2010
28. Autumn: Wednesday Evening 9/21/2010
29. Autumn: Wednesday Morning 9/21/2010
30. Awake, Thou That Sleepest 9/21/2010
31. Be Sure Your Sin Will Find You Out 9/21/2010
32. Father, Glorify Thy Name 9/21/2010
33. I Will Not Leave You Comfortless 9/21/2010
34. It Is Finished 9/21/2010
35. That They Also May Be One In Us 9/21/2010
36. The World Is Given To The Wicked 9/21/2010
37. Blessings 9/21/2010
38. Blessings Of Instruction 9/21/2010
39. Brotherhood Of Humanity 9/21/2010
40. Brotherly Love 9/21/2010
Best Poem of John Bowring

Lord! I Believe

Lord! I believe: but if a doubt
Should shake my weak and wand'ring soul,
Let Reason drive the intruder out,
And Truth my wayward thoughts control.


But let me not, O God! receive
Distrustful Thy almighty word:
'Twere better never to believe
Than to mistrust and dread Thee, Lord!


And, finding truth, may I convey
That truth in meekness. Truth demands
Nor flame, nor sword, nor despot sway;
But gentle thoughts and spotless hands.


Lord! I believe: but if a doubt
Should sometimes shake my wav'ring soul,
Let Reason drive the intruder ...

Read the full of Lord! I Believe

Advent Of Christ

Single Voice

Lo! He comes, the Lord of glory,
Peace and triumph in His train;
Lo! He comes, by angels guarded,
Over all the earth to reign:
Death and darkness
Would arrest His course in vain.

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