Songs of the soul, derived from the writings of British, continental, and transatlantic authors, ancient and modern1856 - 609 страница |
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... Pass we blithely , then , the time 279 RAISING of Jairus ' Daughter 286 Religion , thou the soul of Happiness 287 Reception of the Spirit 289 Raise then the Hymn to Death 289 " Room for the Leper ! Room ! " 295 Return , thou day of ...
... Pass we blithely , then , the time 279 RAISING of Jairus ' Daughter 286 Religion , thou the soul of Happiness 287 Reception of the Spirit 289 Raise then the Hymn to Death 289 " Room for the Leper ! Room ! " 295 Return , thou day of ...
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... passes by ; God sees his Well - beloved's face , And spares us in our hiding - place . Thus , while we dwell in this low scene , The Lamb is our unfailing screen ; To Him , though guilty , still we run , And God still spares us for his ...
... passes by ; God sees his Well - beloved's face , And spares us in our hiding - place . Thus , while we dwell in this low scene , The Lamb is our unfailing screen ; To Him , though guilty , still we run , And God still spares us for his ...
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... passing by , With what unceasing , anxious care , Would they have sought his pitying eye , And craved , with fervency of soul , His power divine to make them whole ! But habit and tradition swayed Their minds to trust to sense alone ...
... passing by , With what unceasing , anxious care , Would they have sought his pitying eye , And craved , with fervency of soul , His power divine to make them whole ! But habit and tradition swayed Their minds to trust to sense alone ...
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... passing not , I hasten to my rest- Again , oh , gentle summons , thou art blest ! LUCY HOOPER . Abide with Prayer . OF what an easy quick access , My blessed Lord , art thou ! how suddenly May our requests thine ear invade ! To show ...
... passing not , I hasten to my rest- Again , oh , gentle summons , thou art blest ! LUCY HOOPER . Abide with Prayer . OF what an easy quick access , My blessed Lord , art thou ! how suddenly May our requests thine ear invade ! To show ...
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... little day ! Earth's joys grow dim ; its glories pass away : Change and decay in all around I see ; O Thou , who changest not , abide with me ! Not a brief glance I beg , a passing word 12 SONGS OF THE SOUL ; Abide with me.
... little day ! Earth's joys grow dim ; its glories pass away : Change and decay in all around I see ; O Thou , who changest not , abide with me ! Not a brief glance I beg , a passing word 12 SONGS OF THE SOUL ; Abide with me.
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adore angels ANON beams beauty behold bend beneath blessed blest bliss breast breath bright brow calm child clouds crown dark death deep divine dost doth dwell e'en earth earthly EDWARD YOUNG eternal face fair faith Father fear FELICIA HEMANS flowers FRANCIS QUARLES gaze gentle glorious glory God's grace hand happy hath hear heart heaven heavenly Helon HENRY VAUGHAN HENRY W holy hope hour hymn immortal JOHN KEBLE life's light live Lord maiden Spring mercy morning night o'er peace praise pray prayer pure rest ROBERT POLLOK round sacred Saviour seraph shade shalt shine sing skies sleep smile soft song Songs of praise sorrow soul spirit stars sweet swell tears thee thine thou art Thou hast thoughts throne Thy name tongue unto Valley of Peace VITTORIA COLONNA voice weary WILLIAM COWPER wind wings
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Страница 521 - Prayer is the burden of a sigh ; The falling of a tear ; The upward glancing of an eye When none but God is near.
Страница 532 - Yet a few days, and thee The all-beholding sun shall see no more In all his course; nor yet in the cold ground, Where thy pale form was laid, with many tears, Nor in the embrace of ocean, shall exist Thy image. Earth, that nourished thee, shall claim Thy growth, to be resolved to earth again...
Страница 117 - God ! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, God!
Страница 177 - These are thy glorious works, Parent of good, Almighty, thine this universal frame, Thus wondrous fair; thyself how wondrous then ! Unspeakable, who sitt'st above these heavens, To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine.
Страница 190 - New mercies each returning day Hover around us while we pray ; New perils past, new sins forgiven, New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven.
Страница 178 - On earth join all ye creatures to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end. Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn, Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn With thy bright circlet, praise him in thy sphere, While day arises, that sweet hour of prime.
Страница 363 - It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make man better be; Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and sear. A lily of a day Is fairer far, in May, Although it fall and die that night; It was the plant and flower of light. In small proportions we just beauties see; And in short measures life may perfect be.
Страница 113 - Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song ! where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on th...
Страница 380 - The indorsement of supreme delight, Writ by a friend, and with his blood ; The couch of time ; care's balm and bay ; The week were dark, but for thy light. Thy torch doth show the way.
Страница 178 - Of nature's womb, that in quaternion run Perpetual circle, multiform, and mix, And nourish all things ; let your ceaseless change Vary to our Great Maker still new praise.