Sacred and Household Poetry: Gathered from the Highways and BywaysMoulton & Clark, 1858 - 224 страници |
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... bring ; This song where many voices blend ! To Thee , to Thee may it ascend ! Its every fault do Thou atone , Dear SAVIOUR , bear it to the throne- And may the unequal notes we raise Wake sweeter echoes to Thy praise ! And Thou , our ...
... bring ; This song where many voices blend ! To Thee , to Thee may it ascend ! Its every fault do Thou atone , Dear SAVIOUR , bear it to the throne- And may the unequal notes we raise Wake sweeter echoes to Thy praise ! And Thou , our ...
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... Bring back my Flowers , 48 The Absent Sun , Thanks for Daily Bread , 51 Twenty - third Psalm , 53 Joyful Thoughts of Death 55 The Solitary Worshipper , 58 Flowers , The Little Coffin , The Law of the Lips , Midnight Music , Willie and ...
... Bring back my Flowers , 48 The Absent Sun , Thanks for Daily Bread , 51 Twenty - third Psalm , 53 Joyful Thoughts of Death 55 The Solitary Worshipper , 58 Flowers , The Little Coffin , The Law of the Lips , Midnight Music , Willie and ...
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... brings . The thirsty Arab stoops to drink Of the cool and quiet wave , And the thirsty spirit stops to think Of Him who came to save . Siloam is the fountain's name , It means " one sent from God .; ” And thus the holy Saviour's fame It ...
... brings . The thirsty Arab stoops to drink Of the cool and quiet wave , And the thirsty spirit stops to think Of Him who came to save . Siloam is the fountain's name , It means " one sent from God .; ” And thus the holy Saviour's fame It ...
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... and glee . Hours fly for years , nor growing age Lacks here its monitory stage . Morn , from thy hand's renewing power , Brings me , as from the womb again , Fresh as the babe in natal hour , Unsoiled as 26 SACRED AND HOUSEHOLD POETRY .
... and glee . Hours fly for years , nor growing age Lacks here its monitory stage . Morn , from thy hand's renewing power , Brings me , as from the womb again , Fresh as the babe in natal hour , Unsoiled as 26 SACRED AND HOUSEHOLD POETRY .
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... have there no part : Bring not thy plough , thy plots , thy pleasures thither : Christ purged his temple ; so must thou thy heart 42 SACRED AND HOUSEHOLD . POETRY . The Church Porch, Watch, Mother, 102 The Motherless, 103.
... have there no part : Bring not thy plough , thy plots , thy pleasures thither : Christ purged his temple ; so must thou thy heart 42 SACRED AND HOUSEHOLD . POETRY . The Church Porch, Watch, Mother, 102 The Motherless, 103.
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abide angels art thou awake and sing beams beauty beneath blessed blest bliss blossoms fall breast breath bright brow calm CHARLES MACKAY CHARLES WESLEY cheer child cloud crown dark dear Dear Mary death divine doth earth earthly eternal eyes faith Father fear flowers gloom glory grace grave grief hath hear heaven Heaven's gate heavenly holy hope hour HYMN Jesus life's light live lonely Lord mercy Moab mother Nearer to Thee neath never night o'er pain path of sorrow peace praise pray prayer prayerless bed rapture rest rise sacred Saviour seraph shalt shine sigh silent sing skies sleep smile song sorrow spirit stars sweet tears tell thine thorn thou art thou hast thought throne thy love thy name thy soul tis Thou toil tree Twas unto wandering weary weep wings wondrous word
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Страница 138 - tis Love! Thou diedst for Me, I hear Thy Whisper in my Heart. The Morning breaks, the Shadows flee: Pure UNIVERSAL LOVE Thou art, To me, to All Thy Bowels move, Thy Nature, and Thy Name is LOVE.
Страница 68 - So Moses the servant of the LORD died there in the land of Moab, according to the word of the LORD. And he buried him in a valley in the land of Moab, over against Beth-peor: but no man knoweth of his sepulchre unto this day.
Страница 200 - neath a curtain of translucent dew, Bathed in the rays of the great setting flame, Hesperus, with the host of heaven, came, And lo ! creation widened in man's view.
Страница 70 - Along the emblazoned wall. This was the bravest warrior That ever buckled sword ; This the most gifted poet That ever breathed a word; And never earth's philosopher Traced, with his golden pen, On the deathless page, truths half so sage As he wrote down for men.
Страница 141 - O ! th" exceeding grace Of highest God that loves his creatures so, And all his works with mercy doth embrace, That blessed Angels he sends to and fro, To serve to wicked man, to serve his wicked foe...
Страница 206 - NOT in the solitude Alone may man commune with Heaven, or see Only in savage wood And sunny vale, the present Deity ; Or only hear his voice Where the winds whisper and the waves rejoice. Even here do I behold Thy steps, Almighty ! — here, amidst the crowd, Through the great city rolled, With everlasting murmur deep and loud — Choking the ways that wind 'Mongst the proud piles, the work of human kind.
Страница 45 - 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.
Страница 70 - But when the warrior dieth. His comrades in the war, With arms reversed and muffled drum. Follow his funeral car. They show the banners taken. They tell his battles won, And after him lead his masterless steed. While peals the minute gun.
Страница 99 - Tis not for man to trifle ! Life is brief, And sin is here. Our age is but the falling of a leaf, A dropping tear. We have no time to sport away the hours, All must be earnest in a world like ours.
Страница 139 - Contented now upon my thigh I halt, till life's short journey end; All helplessness, all weakness, I On thee alone for strength depend, Nor have I power from thee to move; Thy nature and thy name is Love.