James Montgomery may refer to:
There is a flower, a little flower With silver crest and golden eye, That welcomes every changing hour, And weathers every sky.
When to the cross I turn my eyes,And rest on Calvary,O Lamb of God, my sacrifice,I must remember Thee.
When evening closes Nature's eye, The glow-worm lights her little spark To captivate her favorite fly And tempt the rover through the dark.
Nature's prime favourites were the Pelicans; High-fed, long-lived, and sociable and free.
Tis human actions paint the chart of time.
Blue thou art, intensely blue; Flower, whence came thy dazzling hue?
Songs of praise the angels sang, Heav'n with alleluias rang, when creation was begun, when God spoke and it was done.
Joys too exquisite to last, And yet more exquisite when past.
Fairest and best adorned is she Whose clothing is humility.
There is a calm for those who weep, A rest for weary pilgrims found, They softly lie and sweetly sleep Low in the ground.
The Dove, on silver pinions, winged her peaceful way.
Baptize the nations! far and nigh,The triumphs of the cross recordThe name of Jesus glorify,Till every people call Him Lord.
Dark-green and gemm'd with flowers of snow, With close uncrowded branches spread Not proudly high, nor meanly low, A graceful myrtle rear'd its head.
Prayer moves the arm Which moves the world, And brings salvation down.
Who that hath ever been Could bear to be no more? Yet who would tread again the scene He trod through life before?
If God hath made this world so fair, Where sin and death abound, How beautiful beyond compare Will paradise be found!
Eternity: a moment standing still for ever.
Night is the time to weep,To wet with unseen tearsThose graves of memory where sleepThe joys of other years.
Gashed with honourable scars,Low in Glory's lap they lie;Though they fell, they fell like stars,Streaming splendour through the sky.
While rose-buds scarcely show'd their hue, But coyly linger'd on the thorn.