Cecil Frances Alexander,
Jesus Calls Us, O'er the Tumult
(1852)
“ Jesus calls us from the worship Of the vain world's golden store, From each idol that would keep us, Saying, "Christian, love me more." In our joys and in our sorrows, Days of toil and hours of ease, Still he calls, in cares and pleasures, "Christian, love me more than these." Jesus calls us: by Thy mercies, Saviour, may we hear thy call! Give our hearts to thine obedience, Serve and love thee best of all. ”
Cecil Frances Alexander,
Our American Holidays - Christmas
(1949)
“ He who came to light the Gentiles, And the darken'd isles afar? And we too may seek his cradle, There our heart's best treasures bring, Love, and Faith, and true devotion, For our Saviour, God, and King. ”
Cecil Frances Alexander,
I bind unto myself to-day (based on Saint Patrick's Breastplate…
(1889)
“ I bind unto myself the power Of the great love of the Cherubim; The sweet 'Well done' in judgment hour; The service of the Seraphim, Confessors' faith, Apostles' word, The Patriarchs' prayers, the Prophets' scrolls, All good deeds done unto the Lord, And purity of virgin souls. I bind unto myself today The virtues of the starlit heaven, The glorious sun's life-giving ray, The whiteness of the moon at even, The flashing of the lightning free, The whirling wind's tempestuous shocks, The stable earth, the deep salt sea, Around the old eternal rocks. ”
