Great Throughts Treasury

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Frances Ridley Havergal

English Poet, Composer of Hymns

"Doubt indulged soon becomes doubt realized."

"Dear blind sister over the sea-- an English heart goes forth to thee. We are linked by a cable of faith and song, flashing bright sympathy swift along one in the East and one in the West, singing for Him whom our souls love best. Telling His love all the way to our home above, where the severing sea, with its restless tide never shall hinder and never divide. Sister, what shall our meeting soon be when our hearts shall sing and our eyes shall see?"

"I believe my King suggests a thought, and whispers me a musical line or two, and then I look up and thank Him delightedly and go on with it. That is how my hymns come."

"All the lessons He shall send are the sweetest: and His training, in the end, is completest."

"Love understands love; it needs no talk."

"It is not that I feel less weak, but Thou wilt be my strength. It is not that I see less sin, but more of pardoning love in Thee, and all-sufficient grace. Enough! And now all fluttering thought is stilled; I only rest, and feel that Thou art near, and know that I am blest."

"Oh to be my verse an answering gleam from higher radiance caught."

"Oh, give Thine own sweet rest to me, that I may speak with soothing power a word in season, as from Thee, to weary ones in needful hour."

"Only, stay by his side till the page is really known, it may be we failed because we tried to learn it all alone, and now that He would not let us lose one lesson of love (For He knows the loss,) — can we refuse?"

"Silence is not certain token That no secret grief is there; Sorrow which is never spoken Is the heaviest load to bear."

"Take my will, and make it Thine, It shall be no longer mine; Take my heart, it is Thine own; It shall be Thy royal throne."

"Seldom can the heart be lonely, if it seek a lonelier still; self-forgetting, seeking only emptier cups of love to fill."

"Teach us, Master, how to give all we have and are to Thee; grant us, Saviour, while we live, wholly, only Thine to be."

"The Lord has shown me another little step, and, of course, I have taken it with extreme delight. 'Take my silver and my gold' now means shipping off all my ornaments to the church Missionary House, including a jewel cabinet that is really fit for a countess, where all will be accepted and disposed of for me ... Nearly fifty articles are being packed up. I don't think I ever packed a box with such pleasure."

"Unclaimed promises are like uncashed cheques; they will keep us from bankruptcy, but not from want."

"Upon Thy word I rest. So strong, so sure: so full of comfort blest, so sweet, so pure — the word that changeth not, that faileth never! My King, I rest upon Thy word forever."

"We write our lives indeed, But in a cipher none can read, Except the author"

"Writing is praying with me. You know a child would look up at every sentence and say, 'And what shall I say next?' That is just what I do; I ask Him that at every line He would give me not merely thoughts and power, but also every word, even the very rhymes."

"What He tells thee in the darkness, weary watcher for the day, grateful lip and heart should utter when the shadows flee away."