Henry Francis Lyte

Anglican priest, hymn-writer and poet (1793-1847)

Henry Francis Lyte (June 1, 1793 – November 20, 1847) was an Anglican divine and hymn-writer.

Henry Francis Lyte

Quotes edit

  • Last words: "Peace! Joy!" [1]

Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895) edit

Quotes reported in Josiah Hotchkiss Gilbert, Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895).
  • Haste thee on from grace to glory,
    Armed by faith and winged by prayer,
    Heaven's eternal day's before thee;
    God's own hand shall guide thee there.
    • P. 5.
  • A scrip on my back, and a staff in my hand,
    I march on in haste through an enemy's land;
    The road may be rough, but it cannot be long;
    And I'll smooth it with hope, and I'll cheer it with song.
    • P. 49.
  • I need Thy presence every passing hour;
    What, but Thy grace, can foil the tempter's power?
    Who, like Thyself, my guide and stay can be?
    Through cloud and sunshine, oh, abide with me!
    • P. 276.
  • Teach me. Lord, my true condition;
    Bring me childlike to Thy knee;
    Stripped of every low ambition,
    Willing to be led by Thee.
    • P. 329.
  • Let good or ill befall,
    It must be good for me,—
    Secure of having Thee in all,
    Of having all in Thee.
    • P. 594.

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  1. P.119 of Then Sings My Soul Special Edition by Robert Morgan. 2003