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John Keble (1792-1866) was an Oxford academic, an Anglican priest, and the man who started the Oxford Movement.


New Every Morning is the Love:

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Blest Are the Pure in Heart:


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Blest Are the Pure in Heart   3 comments

St. Mary and St. Martha Episcopal Church, Buford, Georgia, June 5, 2011

Image Source = Bill Monk, Episcopal Diocese of Atlanta

Words by John Keble (1792-1866), a poet and a priest of  The Church of England

Hymn Source = The Hymnal 1916 (1918), The Episcopal Church


1.  Blest are the pure in heart,

For they shall see our God;

The secret of the Lord is theirs,

Their soul is Christ’s abode.

2.  The Lord, who left the heavens

Our life and peace to bring,

To dwell in lowliness with men,

Their pattern and their King;

3.  He to the lowly soul

Doth still himself impart;

And for his dwelling and his throne

Chooseth the pure in heart.

4.  Lord, we thy presence seek;

May ours this blessing be;

Give us a pure and lowly heart,

A temple meet for thee.

There is a Book Who Runs May Read   3 comments

Sandstone Arch, Prince Edward Island, Canada

Image Source = Vic Brincat

Hymn Source = Christian Youth Hymnal (1948), of the United Lutheran Church in America

Words by John Keble (1792-1866), Anglican priest and poet of the Oxford Movement


1.  There is a book who runs may read,

Which heavenly truth imparts;

And all the lore its scholars need,

Pure eyes and Christian hearts.

2.  The works of God, above, below,

Within us and around,

Are pages in that book, to show

How God Himself is found.

3.  The glorious sky, embracing all,

Is like the Maker’s love,

Wherewith encompassed, great and small

In peace and order move.

4.  The moon above, the Church below,

A wondrous race they run;

But all their radiance, all their glow,

Each borrows from its sun.

5.  The raging fire, the roaring wind,

Thy boundless power display;

But in the gentler breeze we find

Thy Spirit’s viewless way.

6.  Two worlds are ours; ’tis only sin

Forbids us to descry

The mystic heaven and earth within,

Plain as the sea and sky.

7.  Thou, who has given me eyes to see

And love this sight so fair,

Give me a heart to find out Thee,

And read Thee everywhere.

New Every Morning is the Love, by John Keble   11 comments

John Keble (1792-1866), Poet of the Oxford Movement

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Hymn Source = The Hymnal 1982 (1985), The Episcopal Church


1.  New every morning is the love

our wakening and uprising prove;

through sleep and darkness safely brought,

restored to life and power and thought.

2. New mercies, each returning day,

around us hover while we pray;

new perils past, new sins forgiven,

new thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven.

3.  If on our daily course our mind

beset to hallow all we find,

new treasures still, of countless price,

God will provide for sacrifice.

4.  Old friends, old scenes, will lovelier be,

as more of heaven in each we see;

some softening gleam of love and prayer

shall dawn on every cross and care.

5.  The trivial round, the common task,

will furnish all we ought to ask;

room to deny ourselves; a road

to bring us daily nearer God.

6.  Only, O Lord, in thy dear love,

fit us for perfect rest above;

and help us, this and every day,

to live more nearly as we pray.