John Bowring

(1792-1872 / England)

God, The Source Of All Good - Poem by John Bowring

'Tis God the Creator whose mercy hath given
The beauty of earth and the glory of heaven,
The freshness of ocean, the fragrance of air,
And all that is wonderful, grateful, and fair.


He sits on the mountains, flower-sprinkles the meads,
And onward rejoicing the rivulets leads;
He bridles the winds, He rules o'er the tides,
And the stars in their courses unerringly guides.


He wakens the morning, o'ershadows the eve,
And the sunbeams from Him all their brightness receive;
The snows of the winter are His, and the buds
Which the spring-time calls forth in the gardens and woods.


And His are the measures of life and of death;
We live in His life and we breathe in His breath;
We dwell in His keeping: so let us prepare,
While His will we obey, in His glory to share.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, September 21, 2010



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