John Keble Quotes

Peace is the first thing the angels sang.

And help us, this and every day, to live more nearly as we pray.

Sweet is the infant's waking smile, And sweet the old man's rest— But middle age by no fond wile, No soothing calm is blest.

When you find yourself overpowered, as it were, by melancholy, the best way is to go out and do something.

Once you make up your mind never to stand waiting and hesitating when your conscience tells you what you ought to do, and you have got the key to every blessing that a sinner can reasonably hope for.

If the Church of England were to fail, it would be found in my parish

Sprinkled along the waste of years Full many a soft green isle appears: Pause where we may upon the desert road, Some shelter is in sight, some sacred safe abode.

God hath sworn to lift on high Who sinks himself by true humility.

As fire kindled by fire, so is the poet's mind kindled by contact with a brother poet.

Abide with me from morn to eve, / For without Thee I cannot live: / Abide with me when night is nigh. / For without Thee I dare not die.