The Sunday Book of PoetryMacmillan, 1865 - 318 ページ A collection of religious poetry for children. Also includes prayers and hymns. |
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... jealous , just concern For Thine immortal praise ; A pure desire that all may learn And glorify Thy grace . I rest upon Thy word ; Thy promise is for me ; с My succour and salvation , Lord , Shall surely come Book of Poetry 17.
... jealous , just concern For Thine immortal praise ; A pure desire that all may learn And glorify Thy grace . I rest upon Thy word ; Thy promise is for me ; с My succour and salvation , Lord , Shall surely come Book of Poetry 17.
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... pure and light . Come near and bless us when we wake , Ere through the world our way we take : Till , in the ocean of Thy love , We lose ourselves in Heaven above . John Keble XVIII THE SOUL'S LITANY In the hour of trial , 20 The Sunday.
... pure and light . Come near and bless us when we wake , Ere through the world our way we take : Till , in the ocean of Thy love , We lose ourselves in Heaven above . John Keble XVIII THE SOUL'S LITANY In the hour of trial , 20 The Sunday.
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... pure consent , Aye sung before the sapphire - colour'd throne To Him that sits thereon , With saintly shout and solemn jubilee ; Where the bright seraphim in burning row , Their loud uplifted angel trumpets blow ; And the cherubic host ...
... pure consent , Aye sung before the sapphire - colour'd throne To Him that sits thereon , With saintly shout and solemn jubilee ; Where the bright seraphim in burning row , Their loud uplifted angel trumpets blow ; And the cherubic host ...
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... pure and holy , Lover of the lowly , Sign us with Thy sign , Take our hands in Thine , Take our hands and come , Lead Thy children home . Star of morn and even , Shine on us from Heaven , From Thy glory - throne Hear Thy very own ! Lord ...
... pure and holy , Lover of the lowly , Sign us with Thy sign , Take our hands in Thine , Take our hands and come , Lead Thy children home . Star of morn and even , Shine on us from Heaven , From Thy glory - throne Hear Thy very own ! Lord ...
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... pure , For Heaven becomes so fit a mate ! Lord , raise our sinking minds therefore , Up to our proper country dear ; And purify us evermore , To fit us for those regions clear . That when He shall return again In clouds of glory , as He ...
... pure , For Heaven becomes so fit a mate ! Lord , raise our sinking minds therefore , Up to our proper country dear ; And purify us evermore , To fit us for those regions clear . That when He shall return again In clouds of glory , as He ...
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angels art thou Ben Jonson beneath bird bless blest breast breath bright calm child Christ cloud dark dead dear death deep divine doth dream dust E'en earth eternal evermore eyes faith faithless fear flowers gaze glorious glory God's golden grace grave grief hand happy hast hath hear heard heart Heaven heavenly Henry Hart Milman holy Holy habits Holy Holy hope hour HYMN Jesus John Dryden John Milton Keble king Lamb of God land light live look'd Lord lowly Miserere morn ne'er never night o'er pass'd peace praise prayer rest round sacred saints Saviour shalt shine sing skies sleep smile soft solemn song sorrow soul sound spirit spring star star of Bethlehem strife sweet Sweet day tears thee thine Thou art thought throne tomb unto voice wave weary weep wild William Walsham wind wings word Wykeham's
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2 ページ - Prayer is the simplest form of speech That infant lips can try ; Prayer the sublimest strains that reach The Majesty on high. Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice Returning from his ways, While angels in their songs rejoice, Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, The Christian's native air ; His watchword at the gates of death ; He enters Heaven with prayer.
97 ページ - 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 ! 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...
250 ページ - The spacious firmament on high, With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled Heavens, a shining frame, Their great Original proclaim. The unwearied sun, from day to day, Does his Creator's power display, And publishes to every land The work of an Almighty hand.
218 ページ - I heard the voice of Jesus say, " Behold, I freely give The living water ; thirsty one, Stoop down, and drink, and live !" I came to Jesus, and I drank Of that life-giving stream ; My thirst was quenched, my soul revived, And now I live in Him. 3 I heard the voice of Jesus say, " I am this dark world's light ; Look unto Me, thy morn shall rise, And all thy day be bright.
111 ページ - 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.
237 ページ - What would we give to our beloved ? The hero's heart to be unmoved, The poet's star-tuned harp to sweep, The patriot's voice to teach and rouse, The monarch's crown to light the brows,— He giveth his beloved sleep...
8 ページ - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head...
142 ページ - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden flower grows wild ; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year...
143 ページ - Wept o'er his wounds, or tales of sorrow done, Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd how fields were won. Pleased with his guests, the good man learn'd to glow, And quite forgot their vices in their woe ; Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.
192 ページ - Let us be patient! These severe afflictions Not from the ground arise, But oftentimes celestial benedictions Assume this dark disguise. We see but dimly through the mists and vapors; Amid these earthly damps What seem to us but sad, funereal tapers May be heaven's distant lamps.