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... turn , Though the stormy night be mine , If my beacou I discern , If my guiding star appear , I shall quickly lose my fear . Though the foaming billows rise , I shall scarce their threatening see , If I turn me to the skies , If I fix ...
... turn , Though the stormy night be mine , If my beacou I discern , If my guiding star appear , I shall quickly lose my fear . Though the foaming billows rise , I shall scarce their threatening see , If I turn me to the skies , If I fix ...
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... turn from other words to thine : To dig the gold without alloy From truth's unfathomable mine- To escape the tempest's fitful shocks , And anchor midst the eternal rocks . CUNNINGHAM . THE WORLD WE HAVE NOT SEEN . THERE is a world we ...
... turn from other words to thine : To dig the gold without alloy From truth's unfathomable mine- To escape the tempest's fitful shocks , And anchor midst the eternal rocks . CUNNINGHAM . THE WORLD WE HAVE NOT SEEN . THERE is a world we ...
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... turn to the spot where so lately was laid , That corse in its cold , cold earth . For oh ! what is life ? - ' tis a varying scene , Like a church - yard , from solemn to gay : And religion alone can diffuse through the whole , That ...
... turn to the spot where so lately was laid , That corse in its cold , cold earth . For oh ! what is life ? - ' tis a varying scene , Like a church - yard , from solemn to gay : And religion alone can diffuse through the whole , That ...
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... Deity . There's nothing dark , below , above , But in its gloom I trace thy love , And meekly wait that moment , when , Thy touch shall turn all bright again . MOORE . THE GARDEN . SEE the fair and fragrant flowers Peeping 56 FLOWERS OF.
... Deity . There's nothing dark , below , above , But in its gloom I trace thy love , And meekly wait that moment , when , Thy touch shall turn all bright again . MOORE . THE GARDEN . SEE the fair and fragrant flowers Peeping 56 FLOWERS OF.
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... turn thine eye within , On the hardened soil of sin : Thorns of evil to uproot Ere thou bearest holy fruit , And the Spirit's gentle power , Descending like a welcome shower . God hath bid thee till the ground , That the harvest may ...
... turn thine eye within , On the hardened soil of sin : Thorns of evil to uproot Ere thou bearest holy fruit , And the Spirit's gentle power , Descending like a welcome shower . God hath bid thee till the ground , That the harvest may ...
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306 ページ - THERE is no flock , however watched and tended , But one dead lamb is there ! There is no fireside, howsoe'er defended, But has one vacant chair ! The air is full of farewells to the dying, And mournings for the dead; The heart of Rachel, for her children crying, Will not be comforted ! Let us be patient ! These severe afflictions Not from the ground arise, But oftentimes celestial benedictions Assume this dark disguise.
63 ページ - THE bird that soars on highest wing Builds on the ground her lowly nest ; And she that doth most sweetly sing Sings in the shade when all things rest. In lark and nightingale we see What honour hath humility. When Mary chose the better part, She meekly sat at Jesus' feet ; And Lydia's gently-opened heart Was made for God's own temple meet.
145 ページ - At church, with meek and unaffected grace, His looks adorned the venerable place : Truth from his lips prevailed with double sway, And fools who came to scoff remained to pray.
198 ページ - One army of the living God, To his command we bow ; Part of the host have crossed the flood, And part are crossing now.
145 ページ - But in his duty, prompt at every call, He watched and wept, he prayed and felt for all; And, as a bird each fond endearment tries To tempt its new-fledged offspring to the skies, He tried each art, reproved each dull delay, Allured to brighter worlds, and led the way.
116 ページ - Pilgrim, burthen'd with thy sin, " Come the way to Zion's gate, " There, till Mercy let thee in, " Knock and weep and watch and wait. " Knock! — He knows the sinner's cry: " Weep ! — He loves the mourner's tears : " Watch ! — for saving grace is nigh : " Wait, — till heavenly light appears. " Hark ! it is the Bridegroom's voice ; " Welcome, pilgrim, to thy rest...
58 ページ - He is the happy man, whose life e'en now Shows somewhat of that happier life to come ; Who, doom'd to an obscure but tranquil state, Is pleased with it, and, were he free to choose, Would make his fate his choice; whom peace, the fruit Of virtue, and whom virtue, fruit of faith, Prepare for happiness ; bespeak him one Content indeed to sojourn while he must Below the skies, but having there his home.
165 ページ - THE BIRD, LET LOOSE. (AIR. — BEETHOVEN. ) THE bird, let loose in eastern skies,* When hastening fondly home, Ne'er stoops to earth her wing, nor flies Where idle warblers roam. But high she shoots through air and light, Above all low delay, Where nothing earthly bounds her flight, Nor shadow dims her way.
129 ページ - Tis greatly wise to talk with our past hours ; And ask them, what report they bore to heaven : And how they might have borne more welcome news.
156 ページ - Live while you live, the Epicure would say, And seize the pleasures of the present day. Live while you live, the sacred Preacher cries, And give to God each moment as it flies.