Religious PoemsC. E. Alexander White, Stokes, & Allen, 1886 - 335 من الصفحات |
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... my task on earth is done , When , by Thy grace , the victory's won , E'en death's cold wave I will not flee , Since God through Jordan leadeth me Jos . H. Gilmore . II PSALM CXLVIII " OME , O come ! with 2 He Leadeth Me.
... my task on earth is done , When , by Thy grace , the victory's won , E'en death's cold wave I will not flee , Since God through Jordan leadeth me Jos . H. Gilmore . II PSALM CXLVIII " OME , O come ! with 2 He Leadeth Me.
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... death I tread , With gloomy horror overspread , My steadfast heart shall fear no ill ; For thou , O Lord , art with me still : Thy friendly crook shall give me aid , And guide me through the dreadful shade . Though in a bare and rugged ...
... death I tread , With gloomy horror overspread , My steadfast heart shall fear no ill ; For thou , O Lord , art with me still : Thy friendly crook shall give me aid , And guide me through the dreadful shade . Though in a bare and rugged ...
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... death we live , as well as life , If Thine in death we be . 7. Austin X GOD THE ONLY COMFORTER O THOU that driest the And Other Religious Poems II.
... death we live , as well as life , If Thine in death we be . 7. Austin X GOD THE ONLY COMFORTER O THOU that driest the And Other Religious Poems II.
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... death , To keep us still Thine own . Bishop Heber XXXVII GLORIES OF THE MESSIAH Rhat thy towery head , and lift thy eyes ! ISE , crowned with light , imperial Salem , rise , See a long race thy spacious courts adorn ; See future sons ...
... death , To keep us still Thine own . Bishop Heber XXXVII GLORIES OF THE MESSIAH Rhat thy towery head , and lift thy eyes ! ISE , crowned with light , imperial Salem , rise , See a long race thy spacious courts adorn ; See future sons ...
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... death betrayed , And Iscariot's traitor name Blazoned in eternal shame . Thou , disciple of our time , Follower of the faith sublime , Who with high and holy scorn Of that traitorous deed dost burn , Though the years may nevermore To ...
... death betrayed , And Iscariot's traitor name Blazoned in eternal shame . Thou , disciple of our time , Follower of the faith sublime , Who with high and holy scorn Of that traitorous deed dost burn , Though the years may nevermore To ...
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angels art thou Ben Jonson beneath bird blessed blest breast breath bright calm child Christ clouds crown dark dead dear death deep divine doth dream dust E'en earth eternal evermore eyes faith faithless fear flowers forever gaze glorious glory God's gold golden grace grave grief hand happy hast hath hear heard heart Heaven heavenly Henry Hart Milman holy Holy habits hope hour HYMN Jesus John Dryden John Milton Keble King Lamb of God land light live look Lord lowly Michael Bruce morn ne'er never night o'er peace praise prayer psalm rest round sacred saints Saviour SEA OF GALILEE shalt shine Sicily sing skies sleep smile soft solemn song sorrow soul sound spirit spring star star of Bethlehem strife sweet tears thee thine thou art thought throne Thy love tomb unto voice wave weary weep wind wings Wykeham
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الصفحة 208 - 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...
الصفحة 86 - The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold ; . And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
الصفحة 200 - I heard the bell toll'd on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu! But was it such? — It was — where thou art gone Adieus and farewells are a sound unknown. May I but meet thee on that peaceful shore, The parting word shall pass my lips no more!
الصفحة 126 - SWEET day, so cool, so calm, so bright — The bridal of the earth and sky! The dew shall weep thy fall to-night, For thou must die. Sweet rose, whose hue angry and brave Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its 'grave, And thou must die. Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows ye have your closes, And all must die.
الصفحة 158 - Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, And e'en his failings leaned to Virtue's side; But in his duty prompt at every call, He watched and wept, he prayed and felt, for all.
الصفحة 270 - THOU art, O God ! the life and light Of all this wondrous world we see ; Its glow by day, its smile by night, Are but reflections caught from Thee. Where'er we turn thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are thine.
الصفحة 108 - 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...
الصفحة 179 - THERE is a Reaper, whose name is Death, And, with his sickle keen, He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between.
الصفحة 158 - Wept o'er his wounds or tales of sorrow done, Shouldered his crutch and showed how fields were won. Pleased with his guests, the good man learned to glow, And quite forgot their vices in their woe ; Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.
الصفحة 268 - Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets, in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.