Between the Lights: Thoughts for the Quiet HourA.D.F. Randolph & Company, 1887 - 436 من الصفحات "For many years gems of poetry and prose have found their way into a scrap-book, until friends, who felt a delicacy in borrowing so well-worn a volume, have urged me to give it publication. 'Between the lights' is for the 'little pause in life' at the close of the day, when the most conscientiously busy worker will steal a few moments of rest and refreshment before the lamps are lighted."--Page 3 of title page verso |
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... morning cannot be stayed ; the storm in its very nature is transient . The effort of nature , as that of the human heart , ever is to return to its repose , for God is Peace . GEORGE MACDONALD . THE PEACE OF GOD . We ask for peace , O ...
... morning cannot be stayed ; the storm in its very nature is transient . The effort of nature , as that of the human heart , ever is to return to its repose , for God is Peace . GEORGE MACDONALD . THE PEACE OF GOD . We ask for peace , O ...
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... morning cometh , watch , O Master , o'er us ; In soul and body Thou from harm defend us ; Thine angels send us . Let holy thoughts be ours when sleep o'ertakes us , Our earliest thoughts be Thine when morning wakes us ; All day serve ...
... morning cometh , watch , O Master , o'er us ; In soul and body Thou from harm defend us ; Thine angels send us . Let holy thoughts be ours when sleep o'ertakes us , Our earliest thoughts be Thine when morning wakes us ; All day serve ...
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... morning mist kindling in the sun as it rises from the mountain top towards heaven . We long for a higher and holier life . The vanity of the world , the worth of virtue , the goodness of God , and the peace of a trusting and devout ...
... morning mist kindling in the sun as it rises from the mountain top towards heaven . We long for a higher and holier life . The vanity of the world , the worth of virtue , the goodness of God , and the peace of a trusting and devout ...
الصفحة 31
... Babylon must cope ; But He , whom now we trust in Shall there be seen and known ; And they that know and see Him Shall have Him for their own . The morning shall awaken , The shadows flee away , THOUGHTS FOR THE QUIET HOUR . 31.
... Babylon must cope ; But He , whom now we trust in Shall there be seen and known ; And they that know and see Him Shall have Him for their own . The morning shall awaken , The shadows flee away , THOUGHTS FOR THE QUIET HOUR . 31.
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Thoughts for the Quiet Hour. The morning shall awaken , The shadows flee away , And each true - hearted servant Shall shine as doth the day . There God , our king and patron In fulness of His grace , Shall we behold forever , And worship ...
Thoughts for the Quiet Hour. The morning shall awaken , The shadows flee away , And each true - hearted servant Shall shine as doth the day . There God , our king and patron In fulness of His grace , Shall we behold forever , And worship ...
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angels bear beauty beneath BERNARD OF CLUNY bird blessed blest bright calm Christ clouds comfort dark dear death deep divine dost doth earth earthly ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING eternal eyes F. D. MAURICE faint faith Father fear feel feet flowers forever GEORGE ELIOT give glory God's grace grief grow hand happy hath hear heart heaven heavenly HENRY WARD BEECHER holy hope HORACE BUSHNELL hour human Immanuel's land infinite JAMES MARTINEAU Jesus leaves life's light live look Lord MADAME SWETCHINE mercy morning mountains never night o'er pain path patience peace perfect pray prayer quiet rest RICHARD CHENEVIX TRENCH SAMUEL RUTHERFORD shadow shining silent sing sleep smile song sorrow soul spirit spring stars strength sweet tears tender Thee Thine things Thou art Thou hast thought toil trust unto voice wait wandering weary WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT wind wings
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الصفحة 279 - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
الصفحة 280 - There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast — The desert and illimitable air — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near.
الصفحة 27 - 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 Lair.
الصفحة 183 - Blessed is he who has found his work; let him ask no other blessedness. He has a work, a life-purpose; he has found it, and will follow it...
الصفحة 189 - DOES the road wind up-hill all the way? Yes, to the very end. Will the day's journey take the whole long day? From morn to night, my friend. But is there for the night a resting-place? A roof for when the slow dark hours begin. May not the darkness hide it from my face? You cannot miss that inn. Shall I meet other wayfarers at night? Those who have gone before. Then must I knock, or call when just in sight? They will not keep you standing at that door. Shall I find comfort, travel-sore and weak?...
الصفحة 420 - Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid; Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.
الصفحة 191 - I seen a lark rising from his bed of grass, and soaring upwards, singing as he rises and hopes to get to heaven, and climb above the clouds ; but the poor bird was beaten back with the loud sighings of an eastern wind, and his motion made irregular and inconstant, descending more at every breath of the tempest, than it could recover by the...
الصفحة 256 - Christ leads me through no darker rooms Than He went through before ; He that into God's kingdom comes Must enter by this door. Come, Lord, when grace hath made me meet Thy blessed face to see ; For if thy work on earth be sweet, What will thy glory be...
الصفحة 34 - There is the throne of David; And there, from care released, .The shout of them that triumph, The song of them that feast. And they, who with their Leader, Have conquered in the fight, For ever and for ever Are clad in robes of white.
الصفحة 378 - 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 the...