He gave us eyes to see them,
And lips that we might tell,
How great is God Almighty,
Who has made all things well.

(Cecil Frances Alexander (1818-1895), Irish poet. All Things Bright and Beautiful (l. 17-20). . . Oxford Book of Children's Verse, The. Iona Opie and Peter Opie, eds. (1973) Oxford University Press.)

All things bright and beautiful,
All creatures great and small,
All things wise and wonderful,
The Lord God made them all.

(Cecil Frances Alexander (1818-1895), Irish poet. All Things Bright and Beautiful (l. 1-4). . . Oxford Book of Children's Verse, The. Iona Opie and Peter Opie, eds. (1973) Oxford University Press.)

The rich man in his castle,
The poor man at his gate,
God made them, high or lowly,
And order'd their estate.

(Cecil Frances Alexander (1818-1895), Irish poet, hymn writer. All Things Bright and Beautiful, Hymns for Little Children (1848).)

That was the grandest funeral
That ever passed on earth;
Yet no man heard the trampling,

(Cecil Frances Alexander (1818-1895), Irish poet. The Burial of Moses (l. 9-11). . . Best Loved Religious Poems, The. James Gilchrist Lawson, comp. (1933) Fleming H. Revell Company.)

God hath his mysteries of grace,
Ways that we cannot tell,
He hides them deep, like the secret sleep
Of him he loved so well.

(Cecil Frances Alexander (1818-1895), Irish poet. The Burial of Moses (l. 77-80). . . Best Loved Religious Poems, The. James Gilchrist Lawson, comp. (1933) Fleming H. Revell Company.)

Noiselessly as the daylight
Comes when the night is done,

(Cecil Frances Alexander (1818-1895), Irish poet. The Burial of Moses (l. 13-14). . . Best Loved Religious Poems, The. James Gilchrist Lawson, comp. (1933) Fleming H. Revell Company.)

Noiselessly as the spring-time
Her crown of verdure weaves,

(Cecil Frances Alexander (1818-1895), Irish poet. The Burial of Moses (l. 17-18). . . Best Loved Religious Poems, The. James Gilchrist Lawson, comp. (1933) Fleming H. Revell Company.)

This was the bravest warrior
That ever buckled sword;
This the most gifted poet
That ever breathed a word;

(Cecil Frances Alexander (1818-1895), Irish poet. The Burial of Moses (l. 49-52). . . Best Loved Religious Poems, The. James Gilchrist Lawson, comp. (1933) Fleming H. Revell Company.)

There is a green hill far away,
Without a city wall,
Where the dear Lord was crucified,
Who died to save us all.

(Cecil Frances Alexander (1818-1895), Irish poet. There Is a Green Hill Far Away (l. 1-4). . . Oxford Book of Children's Verse, The. Iona Opie and Peter Opie, eds. (1973) Oxford University Press.)

There was no other good enough
To pay the price of sin;
He only could unlock the gate
Of heaven and let us in.

(Cecil Frances Alexander (1818-1895), Irish poet. There Is a Green Hill Far Away (l. 17-20). . . Oxford Book of Children's Verse, The. Iona Opie and Peter Opie, eds. (1973) Oxford University Press.)