The Treasury of American Sacred Song: With Notes Explanatory and BiographicalWilliam Garrett Horder H. Frowde, 1896 - Всего страниц: 387 |
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With Notes Explanatory and Biographical William Garrett Horder. O THE CHURCH LORD of life , and truth , and grace , Ere Nature was begun ! Make welcome to our erring ... life so all unforeign , To faith and 6 NATHANIEL LANGDON FROTHINGHAM.
With Notes Explanatory and Biographical William Garrett Horder. O THE CHURCH LORD of life , and truth , and grace , Ere Nature was begun ! Make welcome to our erring ... life so all unforeign , To faith and 6 NATHANIEL LANGDON FROTHINGHAM.
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... life's green spring , and he who goes In the full strength of years , matron and maid , The speechless babe , and the gray - headed man- Shall one by one be gathered to thy side , By those , who in their turn shall follow them . So live ...
... life's green spring , and he who goes In the full strength of years , matron and maid , The speechless babe , and the gray - headed man- Shall one by one be gathered to thy side , By those , who in their turn shall follow them . So live ...
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... glorious beams afar To fill the world with light . OUR CHILDREN TANDING forth on life's rough way , Father , guide them ; Oh ! we know not what of harm May betide them ; ' Neath the shadow of Thy wing , Father , WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT 13.
... glorious beams afar To fill the world with light . OUR CHILDREN TANDING forth on life's rough way , Father , guide them ; Oh ! we know not what of harm May betide them ; ' Neath the shadow of Thy wing , Father , WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT 13.
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... life of heaven above Springs from the life below . They live with God , their homes are dust ; Yet here their children pray , And in this fleeting life - time trust To find the narrow way . On him who by the altar stands , On him Thy ...
... life of heaven above Springs from the life below . They live with God , their homes are dust ; Yet here their children pray , And in this fleeting life - time trust To find the narrow way . On him who by the altar stands , On him Thy ...
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... life's course Its stars are riven , Dawn on my soul , prophetic light , That gilds old age's winter night With hope of heaven ! 6 Henry Wadsworth Longfellow THE REAPER AND THE FLOWERS THERE 30 FREDERIC HENRY HEDGE 39 So, when from my ...
... life's course Its stars are riven , Dawn on my soul , prophetic light , That gilds old age's winter night With hope of heaven ! 6 Henry Wadsworth Longfellow THE REAPER AND THE FLOWERS THERE 30 FREDERIC HENRY HEDGE 39 So, when from my ...
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angels beauty beneath blessed breast breath bright calm child Christ dark dawn dead dear death deep divine doth dream earth Edith Matilda Thomas Edmund Clarence Stedman Edward Rowland Sill eternal eyes face fair faith Father fear feet flowers Galilee glad glory God's golden grace grief grow hand Harvard Divinity School hath hear heart heaven heavenly holy hope Horatio Nelson hour hush HYMN immortal Ina Donna Coolbrith life's lift light lips living look Lord Louise Chandler Moulton morning mortal mystery night o'er pain peace Phoebe Cary Poems praise pray prayer rest round sacred Sarah Chauncey Woolsey shadows shining silent sing skies sleep smile song sorrow soul spirit stars strife strong sweet tears tender Thee Thine things Thomas Bailey Aldrich Thou art Thou hast thought to-day toil trust truth unto verse voice wait weary wind wings
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Стр. 7 - TO him who in the love of Nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language ; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
Стр. 32 - And with them the Being Beauteous, Who unto my youth was given, More than all things else to love me, And is now a saint in heaven. With a slow and noiseless footstep Comes that messenger divine, Takes the vacant chair beside me, Lays her gentle hand in mine. And she sits and gazes at me With those deep and tender eyes, Like the stars, so still and saint-like, Looking downward from the skies.
Стр. 259 - INTO the woods my Master went, Clean forspent, forspent. Into the woods my Master came, Forspent with love and shame. But the olives they were not blind to Him, The little gray leaves were kind to Him: The thorn-tree had a mind to Him When into the woods He came. Out of the woods my Master went, And He was well content. Out of the woods my Master came, Content with death and shame. When Death and Shame would woo Him last, From under the trees they drew Him last : 'Twas on a tree they slew Him —...
Стр. 31 - They shall all bloom in fields of light, Transplanted by my care, And saints, upon their garments white, These sacred blossoms wear.
Стр. 57 - This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main, — The venturous bark that flings On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings In gulfs enchanted, where the siren sings, And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming hair.
Стр. 31 - I have naught that is fair ?" saith he ; "Have naught but the bearded grain? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me I will give them all back again." He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves ; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves.
Стр. 38 - MY faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary, Saviour Divine ! Now hear me while I pray : Take all my guilt away ; O let me from this day Be wholly thine.
Стр. 9 - So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan, which moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave, Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.
Стр. 91 - Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord; He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored ; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword : His truth is marching on.
Стр. 26 - These temples grew as grows the grass, Art might obey but not surpass. The passive Master lent his hand, To the vast Soul that o'er him planned.