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.
- Last words: "Peace! Joy!" 
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.
- P.119 of Then Sings My Soul Special Edition by Robert Morgan. 2003