Hymns of the Ages, Second Series: Being Selections from Wither, Crashaw, Southwell, Habington, and Other SourcesTicknor and Fields, 1860 - 336 страници |
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... Glory fhall chase away its gloom , For Chrift hath conquered there ! Walk in the light ! And thou fhalt see A path , though thorny , bright ; For God , by grace , fhall dwell in thee , And God Himself is light ! Barton . VEIL EIL , Lord ...
... Glory fhall chase away its gloom , For Chrift hath conquered there ! Walk in the light ! And thou fhalt see A path , though thorny , bright ; For God , by grace , fhall dwell in thee , And God Himself is light ! Barton . VEIL EIL , Lord ...
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... glory ( hope's true gage ) , And thus I'll take my pilgrimage . Blood must be my body's only balmer Whilft my soul , like a quiet Palmer , Travelleth towards the land of Heaven ; No other balm will there be given . Sir Walter Raleigh ...
... glory ( hope's true gage ) , And thus I'll take my pilgrimage . Blood must be my body's only balmer Whilft my soul , like a quiet Palmer , Travelleth towards the land of Heaven ; No other balm will there be given . Sir Walter Raleigh ...
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... glory may be clothed . And now when I am naked laid , Vouchsafe me so to arm , That nothing make my heart afraid , Or do my body harm . And guard me so when down I lie , And when I rise again ; That fleep or wake , or live or die , I ...
... glory may be clothed . And now when I am naked laid , Vouchsafe me so to arm , That nothing make my heart afraid , Or do my body harm . And guard me so when down I lie , And when I rise again ; That fleep or wake , or live or die , I ...
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... glory to crown them both . Ah , look thou largely , with lenient eyes , On whatso befide thee may creep and cling , For the poffible beauty that underlies The paffing phase of the meaneft thing ! What if God's great angels , whose ...
... glory to crown them both . Ah , look thou largely , with lenient eyes , On whatso befide thee may creep and cling , For the poffible beauty that underlies The paffing phase of the meaneft thing ! What if God's great angels , whose ...
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... glory the last of all did go , " Thank God ! there is a heaven , " fhe cried , " though mine is endless woe . ” The angel of the golden gate said : " Where , then , doft thou dwell ? And who art thou that entereft not ? " caped from ...
... glory the last of all did go , " Thank God ! there is a heaven , " fhe cried , " though mine is endless woe . ” The angel of the golden gate said : " Where , then , doft thou dwell ? And who art thou that entereft not ? " caped from ...
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angels befide beft beſt bleffed bleft blifs breaſt breath bright calm Chrift clouds darkneſs death divine doft doth dwell earth earthly eternal everlaſting evermore eyes faith Father fear fhade fhall be soon fhine fhore fhould figh filent fing fleep forever Francis Quarles ftand ftars ftill ftorm ftream ftrength ftrife ftrong George Wither give glory God's grace grief hath hear heart heaven heavenly Henry Vaughan holy hope hour HYMN Jesus Jesus of Nazareth laft laſt life's light little longer live Lord Madame Guyon mortal moſt Muft muſt never night nought o'er paffing pain paſt Paul Gerhardt peace praise prayer reft reſt Robert Southwell Saviour ſhall ſhe ſkies ſky smile sorrow soul spirit ſtand ſtar ſtay ſtill sweet tears thee thine THOMAS ELLWOOD Thomas Flatman Thou art Thou wilt thought throne toil truft unto voice weary wings
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Страница 171 - Though long the weary way we tread, And sorrow crown each lingering year, No path we shun, no darkness dread, Our hearts still whispering, Thou art near...
Страница 164 - What but thy grace can foil the tempter's power? Who, like thyself, my guide and stay can be? Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me. I fear no foe, with thee at hand to bless: Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness. Where is death's sting? Where, grave, thy victory? I triumph still, if thou abide with me.
Страница 59 - Still, as the spiral grew, He left the past year's dwelling for the new, Stole with soft step its shining archway through, Built up its idle door, Stretched in his last-found home, and knew the old no more.
Страница 159 - Redeemer's throne, Where only Christ is heard to speak. Where Jesus reigns alone ; 3 A humble, lowly, contrite heart, Believing, true, and clean, Which neither life nor death can part From Him that dwells within ; 4 A heart in every thought renewed, And full of love divine, Perfect and right and pure and good, A copy, Lord, of Thine...
Страница 33 - How oft do they their silver bowers leave To come to succour us, that succour want ? How oft do they with golden pinions cleave The flitting skies, like flying pursuivant Against foul fiends, to aid us militant? They for us fight, they watch and duly ward, And their bright squadrons round about us plant, And all for love and nothing for reward, O why should heavenly God to men have such regard *." This agrees with what is recorded of St.
Страница 102 - Whate'er my God ordains is right. He never will deceive ; He leads me by the proper path. And so to Him I cleave, And take content What He hath sent ; His hand can turn my griefs away, And patiently I wait His day.
Страница 163 - ABIDE with me ! fast falls the eventide ; The darkness deepens ; Lord, with me abide : When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, O abide with me ! 2.
Страница 21 - Give me my scallop-shell of quiet, My staff of faith to walk upon. My scrip of joy, immortal diet, My bottle of salvation, My gown of glory, hope's true gage; And thus I'll take my pilgrimage.
Страница 300 - The soul's dark cottage, battered and decayed, Lets in new light through chinks that Time has made: Stronger by weakness, wiser men become As they draw near to their eternal home. Leaving the old, both worlds at once they view That stand upon the threshold of the new.
Страница 146 - That more and more a Providence Of Love is understood, Making the springs of time and sense Sweet with eternal good ; That death seems but a covered way Which opens into light, Wherein no blinded child can stray Beyond the Father's sight...