We ask for donations here just twice a year, and this is one of those times. So, before you hit the "close" button on this box, would you consider a donation to keep Hymnary.org going? Even small amounts help, and they also let us know you're behind us and support what we do.

Last month, our Hymnary website had almost 1 million visitors from around the world: people like you who love hymns. To serve our users well takes money, and we have limited sources of revenue. This fund drive is one such source.

You can make your tax-deductible contribution by sending a check to Hymnary.org at 3201 Burton SE, Grand Rapids, MI 49546, or you can click the Donate button below. From the entire Hymnary.org team, our grateful thanks.

Divine Contemplation

How blest the minds which daily rise

Author: Anne Steele (1760)
Tune: CONTEMPLATION (51133)
Published in 6 hymnals

Representative Text

I. How blest the minds, which daily rise
To worlds unseen beyond the skies,
And lose this vale of tears!
On heav'n-taught pinions while they soar,
And joys unknown to sense explore,
How low the cares of mortal life! how mean its bliss appears!

II. O for the wings of faith and love,
To bear my thoughts and hopes above
These little scenes of care!
Above these gloomy mists which rise,
And pain my heart, and cloud my eyes,
To see the dawn of heav'nly day, and breathe celestial air.

III. Yet higher would I stretch my flight,
And reach the sacred courts of light
[p.94] Where my Redeemer reigns:
Far-beaming from his radiant throne
Immortal splendours, joys unknown,
With never-fading lustre shine, o'er all the blissful plains.

IV. Ten thousand times ten thousand tongues
There join in rapture-breathing songs,
And tune the golden lyre
To Jesus their exalted Lord;
Dear name, how lov'd! and how ador'd!
His charms awake the heav'nly strain, and ev'ry note inspire.

V. No short-liv'd pleasure there beguiles,
But perfect bliss for ever smiles,
With undeclining ray:
Thither my thoughts would fain ascend,
But ah! to dust and earth they bend,
Fetter'd with empty vanities, and chain'd to lifeless clay.

VI. Dear Lord, and shall I ever be
So far from bliss, so far from thee,
[p.95] An exile from the sky?
O break these chains, my wishes fire,
And upward bid my heart aspire;
Without thy aid I cannot rise,
O give me wings to fly.

Source: Poems on Subjects Chiefly Devotional, Vol. 2 #93

Author: Anne Steele

Anne Steele was born at Broughton, Hampshire, in 1717. Her father was a timber merchant, and at the same time officiated as the lay pastor of the Baptist Society at Broughton. Her mother died when she was 3. At the age of 19 she became an invalid after injuring her hip. At the age of 21 she was engaged to be married but her fiance drowned the day of the wedding. On the occasion of his death she wrote the hymn "When I survey life's varied scenes." After the death of her fiance she assisted her father with his ministry and remained single. Despite her sufferings she maintained a cheerful attitude. She published a book of poetry Poems on subjects chiefly devotional in 1760 under the pseudonym "Theodosia." The remaining works were published a… Go to person page >

Text Information

First Line: How blest the minds which daily rise
Title: Divine Contemplation
Author: Anne Steele (1760)
Language: English
Publication Date: 1760
Copyright: Public Domain

Timeline

Instances

Instances (1 - 6 of 6)
Text

Poems on Subjects Chiefly Devotional, Vol. 2 #93

Page Scan

Sacred lyrics, or Select hymns #323

Page Scan

Spiritual Songs for Social Worship #379

Page Scan

Spiritual Songs for Social Worship #379

Page Scan

Spiritual Songs for Social Worship #379

Suggestions or corrections? Contact us



Advertisements


It looks like you are using an ad-blocker. Ad revenue helps keep us running. Please consider white-listing Hymnary.org or subscribing to eliminate ads entirely and help support Hymnary.org.