Hymns of the AgesJ.R. Osgood, 1877 |
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الصفحة 24
... arm , That nothing make my heart afraid , Or do my body harm . And guard me so when down I lie , And when I rise again ; That fleep or wake , or live or die , I ftill may safe remain . George Wither . 1588-1667 . LOVE . LOVE . ILL love ...
... arm , That nothing make my heart afraid , Or do my body harm . And guard me so when down I lie , And when I rise again ; That fleep or wake , or live or die , I ftill may safe remain . George Wither . 1588-1667 . LOVE . LOVE . ILL love ...
الصفحة 34
... arm - A horrible , crawling caterpillar ! " And with mischievous smile fhe could scarcely smother , Yet a glance , in its daring , half - awed and fhy , She added , " While they were about it , mother , - I wish they'd just finished the ...
... arm - A horrible , crawling caterpillar ! " And with mischievous smile fhe could scarcely smother , Yet a glance , in its daring , half - awed and fhy , She added , " While they were about it , mother , - I wish they'd just finished the ...
الصفحة 52
... arm may fail ; And though all strength still comes from Heaven , All light from God above , Yet we may sometimes be his angels , The Apostles of his love . Then let us learn to help each other , Hoping unto the end : Who sees in every ...
... arm may fail ; And though all strength still comes from Heaven , All light from God above , Yet we may sometimes be his angels , The Apostles of his love . Then let us learn to help each other , Hoping unto the end : Who sees in every ...
الصفحة 81
... from life's harms ; And that the tender lambs alone Are carried in the fhepherd's arms . And , fitting by the wayfide blind , He is the nearest to the light , Who crieth out moft earnestly , " Lord , that 6 Contentment . 81.
... from life's harms ; And that the tender lambs alone Are carried in the fhepherd's arms . And , fitting by the wayfide blind , He is the nearest to the light , Who crieth out moft earnestly , " Lord , that 6 Contentment . 81.
الصفحة 102
... arm rely , Till all the ftorm is o'er . THE QUIET , HOPING HEART . WHA HATE'ER my God ordains is right , His will is ever just ; Howe'er He order now my cause I will be ftill and truft . He is my God , Though dark my road , He holds me ...
... arm rely , Till all the ftorm is o'er . THE QUIET , HOPING HEART . WHA HATE'ER my God ordains is right , His will is ever just ; Howe'er He order now my cause I will be ftill and truft . He is my God , Though dark my road , He holds me ...
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angels aſk befide beſt bleffing bleft breaſt breath bright calm celeſtial Chrift clouds croſs darkneſs death divine doft doth dwell earth earthly eternal everlaſting evermore eyes faith Father fear fhade fhine fhore fhould filent fing fink fleep forever Francis Quarles ftand ftars ftill ftorms ftream ftrength ftrife ftrong George Wither give glory God's grace grief hath hear heart heaven heavenly Henry Vaughan holy hope hour HYMN Jeremy Taylor Jesus laft laſt life's light little longer Lord Madame Guyon mortal moſt muft muſt never night nought o'er orpharion paffing pain paſt Paul Gerhardt peace praise prayer refign reft reſt Robert Southwell Saviour ſhall ſhe ſhore ſkies ſky smile sorrow soul spirit ſtand ſtars ſtay ſtill sweet tears thee thine things THOMAS ELLWOOD Thomas Flatman Thou art Thou wilt thought throne toil truft unto voice weary Whilft wings
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الصفحة 144 - 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. I fear no foe, with thee at hand to bless: Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness. Where is death's sting? Where, grave, thy victory? I triumph still, if thou abide with me.
الصفحة 151 - Though long the weary way we tread, And sorrow crown each lingering year, No path we shun, no darkness dread, Our hearts still whispering, Thou art near...
الصفحة 39 - Still, as the spiral grew, He left the past year's dwelling for the new, Stole with soft step its shining archway through, Built up its idle door, Stretched in his last-found home, and knew the old no more.
الصفحة 13 - 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 plant, And all for love and nothing for reward, O why should heavenly God to men have such regard *." This agrees with what is recorded of St.
الصفحة 140 - Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart; Come quickly from above, Write thy new name upon my heart, Thy new, best name of Love.
الصفحة 202 - To me remains nor place nor time ; My country is in every clime ; I can be calm and free from care On any shore, since God is there.
الصفحة 142 - Our emptiness and woe ; And lead us in those paths of life Where all the righteous go. 3 Come as the fire ! and purge our hearts Like sacrificial flame ; Let our whole soul an offering be To our Redeemer's name. 4 Come as the dew ! and sweetly blesa This consecrated hour ; May barrenness rejoice to own Thy fertilizing power.
الصفحة 241 - We saw not the angels who met him there, The gates of the city we could not see; Over the river, over the river, My brother stands waiting to welcome me. Over the river the boatman pale Carried another, — the household pet; Her brown curls waved in the gentle gale, — Darling Minnie!
الصفحة 143 - ABIDE with me ! fast falls the eventide ; The darkness deepens ; Lord, with me abide : When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, O abide with me ! 2.
الصفحة 1 - Give me my scallop-shell of quiet, My staff of faith to walk upon. My scrip of joy, immortal diet, My bottle of salvation, My gown of glory, hope's true gage; And thus I'll take my pilgrimage.