When to the cross I turn my eyes,And rest on Calvary,O Lamb of God, my sacrifice,I must remember Thee. — James Montgomery Calvary Copy Share Image
Yet nightly pitch my moving tent, a day's march nearer home. — James Montgomery Death Copy Share Image
Gashed with honourable scars,Low in Glory's lap they lie;Though they fell, they fell like stars,Streaming splendour through the sky. — James Montgomery Glory Copy Share Image
Prayer is the soul's sincere desire, Uttered or unexpressed, The motion of a hidden fire That trembles in the breast. Prayer is… — James Montgomery Breasts Copy Share Image
Bliss in possession will not last; Remembered joys are never past. — James Montgomery Bliss Copy Share Image
Songs of praise the angels sang, Heav'n with alleluias rang, when creation was begun, when God spoke and it was done. — James Montgomery Angel Copy Share Image
Prayer moves the arm Which moves the world, And brings salvation down. — James Montgomery Arms Copy Share Image
Fairest and best adorned is she Whose clothing is humility. — James Montgomery Fashion Copy Share Image
We fought the Revolutionary War for no taxation without representation, it seems to me that we are much worse off today, because… — James Montgomery Corporations Copy Share Image
Baptize the nations! far and nigh,The triumphs of the cross recordThe name of Jesus glorify,Till every people call Him Lord. — James Montgomery Crosses Copy Share Image
Night is the time to weep,To wet with unseen tearsThose graves of memory where sleepThe joys of other years. — James Montgomery Graves Copy Share Image
Here hyacinths of heavenly blue, shook their rich tresses to the morn. — James Montgomery Blue Copy Share Image
