Before me was a throne…and the one who sat there had the appearance of jasper and carnelian.@Revelation 4:2–3
Oliver W. Holmes, Sr. (1809–1894)

Oliver W. Holmes, Sr., 1848. Published in the Atlantic Monthly, December 1859, at the end of Holmes’ Professor at the Breakfast Table, preceded by these words:

And so my year’s record is finished. Thanks to all those friends who from time to time have sent their messages of kindly recognition and fellow-feeling. Peace to all such as may have been vexed in spirit by any utterance the pages have repeated. They will doubtless forget for the moment the differences in the hues of truth we look at through our human prisms, and join in singing (inwardly) this hymn to the Source of the light we all need to lead us and the warmth which can make us all brothers.

Louvan Virgil C. Taylor, Choral Anthems (Boston, Massachusetts: 1850) (🔊 pdf nwc).

Autumn Landscape with Rainbow
Jacob Cats (1741–1799)

Lord of all being, thronèd afar,
Thy glory flames from sun and star;
Center and soul of every sphere,
Yet to each loving heart how near!

Sun of our life, Thy quickening ray,
Sheds on our path the glow of day;
Star of our hope, Thy softened light
Cheers the long watches of the night.

Our midnight is Thy smile withdrawn;
Our noontide is Thy gracious dawn;
Our rainbow arch, Thy mercy’s sign;
All, save the clouds of sin, are Thine.

Lord of all life, below, above,
Whose light is truth, whose warmth is love,
Before Thy ever blazing throne
We ask no luster of our own.

Grant us Thy truth to make us free,
And kindling hearts that burn for Thee,
Till all Thy living altars claim
One holy light, one heavenly flame.