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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=421199" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Septuagesima Sunday</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">There is a book, who runs may read,<br> Which heavenly truth imparts,<br>And all the lore its scholars need,<br> Pure eyes and Christian hearts.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The works of God above, below,<br> Within us and around,<br>Are pages in that book, to show<br> How God Himself is found.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The glorious sky embracing all<br> Is like the Maker's love,<br>Wherewith encompassed, great and small<br> In peace and order move.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Moon above, the Church below,<br> A wondrous race they run,<br>But all their radiance, all their glow,<br> Each borrows of its Sun.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Savour lends the light and heat<br> That crowns His holy hill;<br>The saints, like stars, around His seat<br> Perform their courses still.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The saints above are stars in heaven -<br> What are the saints on earth?<br>Like tress they stand whom God has given,<br> Our Eden's happy birth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Faith is their fixed unswerving root,<br> Hope their unfading flower,<br>Fair deeds of charity their fruit,<br> The glory of their bower.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The dew of heaven is like Thy grace,<br> It steals in silence down;<br>But where it lights, this favoured place<br> By richest fruits is known.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">One Name above all glorious names<br> With its ten thousand tongues<br>The everlasting sea proclaims.<br> Echoing angelic songs.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The raging Fire, the roaring Wind,<br> Thy boundless power display;<br>But in the gentler breeze we find<br> Thy Spirit's viewless way.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Two worlds are ours: 'tis only Sin<br> Forbids us to descry<br>The mystic heaven and earth within,<br> Plain as the sea and sky.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thou, who hast given me eyes to see<br> And love this sight so fair,<br>Give me a heart to find out Thee,<br> And read Thee everywhere.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Keble">John Keble</a><div class=q>
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 Which heavenly truth imparts,
And all the lore its scholars need,
 Pure eyes and Christian hearts.

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 How God Himself is foun..."></div>
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