Sacred and Household Poetry: Gathered from the Highways and BywaysMoulton & Clark, 1858 - 224 страници |
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... of sorrow ? And , art thou sure to - morrow Will be like to - day , and more Abundant ? Dost thou lay up store , And still make place for more ? Thou fool ! this very night Thy soul may wing -SACRED AND HOUSEHOLD POETRY . 23.
... of sorrow ? And , art thou sure to - morrow Will be like to - day , and more Abundant ? Dost thou lay up store , And still make place for more ? Thou fool ! this very night Thy soul may wing -SACRED AND HOUSEHOLD POETRY . 23.
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... wing its flight . Hast thou no being than thyself more dear , Who tracks the ocean deep , And when storms sweep The wintry skies , For whom thou wak'st and weepest ? " Oh ! when thy pangs are deepest , Seek then the covenant ark of ...
... wing its flight . Hast thou no being than thyself more dear , Who tracks the ocean deep , And when storms sweep The wintry skies , For whom thou wak'st and weepest ? " Oh ! when thy pangs are deepest , Seek then the covenant ark of ...
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... wings - Tears for all woes , a heart for every plea ; . Come , Friend of sinners , thus abide with me . Thou on my head in early youth didst smile , And though rebellious and perverse meanwhile ,. Thou hast not left me , oft as I left ...
... wings - Tears for all woes , a heart for every plea ; . Come , Friend of sinners , thus abide with me . Thou on my head in early youth didst smile , And though rebellious and perverse meanwhile ,. Thou hast not left me , oft as I left ...
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... livery clad . The Sun returned once more The Sun of Righteousness , with healing wings , He who salvation to the spirit brings ; And all thy darkness and distress were o'er Thy Saviour 50 SACRED AND HOUSEHOLD POETRY .
... livery clad . The Sun returned once more The Sun of Righteousness , with healing wings , He who salvation to the spirit brings ; And all thy darkness and distress were o'er Thy Saviour 50 SACRED AND HOUSEHOLD POETRY .
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... wings - How beautiful their hue ; Besides , mamma , I really think That they are PIOUS too . " Why so , my dear ? " the mother said , And scarce suppressed a smile- The answer showed a thoughtful head , A heart quite free from guile ...
... wings - How beautiful their hue ; Besides , mamma , I really think That they are PIOUS too . " Why so , my dear ? " the mother said , And scarce suppressed a smile- The answer showed a thoughtful head , A heart quite free from guile ...
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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.