GOOD-BYE, OLD ROCKIESI love your wild, romantic beauties,Ye forms that seem to vieEach with the summit of his neighbor,And pierce the giddy sky.Old Rockies, now to youI bid adieu, adieu,But hope we part not here forever.I leave you as I found you, coveredWith winter's chilly shroud,Reaching toward the starry heavens,And manteled in the cloud.While I God's mercy preach,And you his greatness teach,We jointly glorify our Maker.I read upon your lofty bulwarksThe might of nature's God,What fortresses thy hands have buildedWhere human feet ne'er have trod!The strength of these are thine,And round their apex shineJehovah's bright creative glory.
GOOD-BYE, OLD ROCKIESI love your wild, romantic beauties,Ye forms that seem to vieEach with the summit of his neighbor,And pierce the giddy sky.Old Rockies, now to youI bid adieu, adieu,But hope we part not here forever.I leave you as I found you, coveredWith winter's chilly shroud,Reaching toward the starry heavens,And manteled in the cloud.While I God's mercy preach,And you his greatness teach,We jointly glorify our Maker.I read upon your lofty bulwarksThe might of nature's God,What fortresses thy hands have buildedWhere human feet ne'er have trod!The strength of these are thine,And round their apex shineJehovah's bright creative glory.
GOOD-BYE, OLD ROCKIESI love your wild, romantic beauties,Ye forms that seem to vieEach with the summit of his neighbor,And pierce the giddy sky.Old Rockies, now to youI bid adieu, adieu,But hope we part not here forever.
GOOD-BYE, OLD ROCKIES
I love your wild, romantic beauties,
Ye forms that seem to vie
Each with the summit of his neighbor,
And pierce the giddy sky.
Old Rockies, now to you
I bid adieu, adieu,
But hope we part not here forever.
I leave you as I found you, coveredWith winter's chilly shroud,Reaching toward the starry heavens,And manteled in the cloud.While I God's mercy preach,And you his greatness teach,We jointly glorify our Maker.
I leave you as I found you, covered
With winter's chilly shroud,
Reaching toward the starry heavens,
And manteled in the cloud.
While I God's mercy preach,
And you his greatness teach,
We jointly glorify our Maker.
I read upon your lofty bulwarksThe might of nature's God,What fortresses thy hands have buildedWhere human feet ne'er have trod!The strength of these are thine,And round their apex shineJehovah's bright creative glory.
I read upon your lofty bulwarks
The might of nature's God,
What fortresses thy hands have builded
Where human feet ne'er have trod!
The strength of these are thine,
And round their apex shine
Jehovah's bright creative glory.
Divine Guidance was a poem of his later years in which he reflects on the kind hand of God upon his whole life.
I own a providence supreme, divine,Has ruled and overruled this life of mine,Yes, ruled in all that heaven's love bestows,O'erruled in that from ill-intending foes.But oh, what mysteryVeiled all his policy,And made this life a solemn wonder!To trace the mystic path my feet have trod,And note how every step is marked of God,How mercy hovered o'er my single blankTill at Love's throne my haughty spirit sank,And saw my pardon freeFlow down from Calvary,Unlocks my bosom's grateful fountain.But greater, wider, higher, O my Lord,My humble walk with thee unfolds thy Word,Unfolds thy plenitude of love and grace,And helps thy hand in providence to trace.And yet high o'er my soul,Like ocean billows roll,Unsolved, ten thousand sacred wonders.I bless thee, O thou wise and loving Guide,That thou didst lead to full salvation's tide,And there my heart didst wash in crimson blood,Restore into the image of my God.Thenceforth my soul hath beenThe palace of a King;The joyful place of royal banquet.And I, who kingly honors never dreamed,Am raised with him who hath my soul redeemed,To jointly reign On Love's eternal throne,His peace and joy and glory all my own.O mystery Providence!Why lavishly dispenseThy gifts on one so meanly suited!Lord Jesus, when I retrospect my lifeDown through the varied scenes of mortal strife,At every change I stand in wonder wrapt,How thou hast saved and used and blessed and kept,And by thy blood hast boughtA thing of utter naught;And well may all the angels marvel.
I own a providence supreme, divine,Has ruled and overruled this life of mine,Yes, ruled in all that heaven's love bestows,O'erruled in that from ill-intending foes.But oh, what mysteryVeiled all his policy,And made this life a solemn wonder!To trace the mystic path my feet have trod,And note how every step is marked of God,How mercy hovered o'er my single blankTill at Love's throne my haughty spirit sank,And saw my pardon freeFlow down from Calvary,Unlocks my bosom's grateful fountain.But greater, wider, higher, O my Lord,My humble walk with thee unfolds thy Word,Unfolds thy plenitude of love and grace,And helps thy hand in providence to trace.And yet high o'er my soul,Like ocean billows roll,Unsolved, ten thousand sacred wonders.I bless thee, O thou wise and loving Guide,That thou didst lead to full salvation's tide,And there my heart didst wash in crimson blood,Restore into the image of my God.Thenceforth my soul hath beenThe palace of a King;The joyful place of royal banquet.And I, who kingly honors never dreamed,Am raised with him who hath my soul redeemed,To jointly reign On Love's eternal throne,His peace and joy and glory all my own.O mystery Providence!Why lavishly dispenseThy gifts on one so meanly suited!Lord Jesus, when I retrospect my lifeDown through the varied scenes of mortal strife,At every change I stand in wonder wrapt,How thou hast saved and used and blessed and kept,And by thy blood hast boughtA thing of utter naught;And well may all the angels marvel.
I own a providence supreme, divine,Has ruled and overruled this life of mine,Yes, ruled in all that heaven's love bestows,O'erruled in that from ill-intending foes.But oh, what mysteryVeiled all his policy,And made this life a solemn wonder!
I own a providence supreme, divine,
Has ruled and overruled this life of mine,
Yes, ruled in all that heaven's love bestows,
O'erruled in that from ill-intending foes.
But oh, what mystery
Veiled all his policy,
And made this life a solemn wonder!
To trace the mystic path my feet have trod,And note how every step is marked of God,How mercy hovered o'er my single blankTill at Love's throne my haughty spirit sank,And saw my pardon freeFlow down from Calvary,Unlocks my bosom's grateful fountain.
To trace the mystic path my feet have trod,
And note how every step is marked of God,
How mercy hovered o'er my single blank
Till at Love's throne my haughty spirit sank,
And saw my pardon free
Flow down from Calvary,
Unlocks my bosom's grateful fountain.
But greater, wider, higher, O my Lord,My humble walk with thee unfolds thy Word,Unfolds thy plenitude of love and grace,And helps thy hand in providence to trace.And yet high o'er my soul,Like ocean billows roll,Unsolved, ten thousand sacred wonders.
But greater, wider, higher, O my Lord,
My humble walk with thee unfolds thy Word,
Unfolds thy plenitude of love and grace,
And helps thy hand in providence to trace.
And yet high o'er my soul,
Like ocean billows roll,
Unsolved, ten thousand sacred wonders.
I bless thee, O thou wise and loving Guide,That thou didst lead to full salvation's tide,And there my heart didst wash in crimson blood,Restore into the image of my God.Thenceforth my soul hath beenThe palace of a King;The joyful place of royal banquet.
I bless thee, O thou wise and loving Guide,
That thou didst lead to full salvation's tide,
And there my heart didst wash in crimson blood,
Restore into the image of my God.
Thenceforth my soul hath been
The palace of a King;
The joyful place of royal banquet.
And I, who kingly honors never dreamed,Am raised with him who hath my soul redeemed,To jointly reign On Love's eternal throne,His peace and joy and glory all my own.O mystery Providence!Why lavishly dispenseThy gifts on one so meanly suited!
And I, who kingly honors never dreamed,
Am raised with him who hath my soul redeemed,
To jointly reign On Love's eternal throne,
His peace and joy and glory all my own.
O mystery Providence!
Why lavishly dispense
Thy gifts on one so meanly suited!
Lord Jesus, when I retrospect my lifeDown through the varied scenes of mortal strife,At every change I stand in wonder wrapt,How thou hast saved and used and blessed and kept,And by thy blood hast boughtA thing of utter naught;And well may all the angels marvel.
Lord Jesus, when I retrospect my life
Down through the varied scenes of mortal strife,
At every change I stand in wonder wrapt,
How thou hast saved and used and blessed and kept,
And by thy blood hast bought
A thing of utter naught;
And well may all the angels marvel.
Besides the foregoing were a number of short poems, also a lengthy poem on Faith, which covers over sixty pages in his book. His poem on Innocence is referred to in our first chapter.