Hymns for Mothers and ChildrenWalker, Wise, & Company, 1864 - 287 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة viii
... SHEPHERD . CHRIST'S LOVE • COME TO ME . LET THEM COME. viii CONTENTS . THE MOTHER'S PRAYER • TEACHING LITTLE CHILDREN Mrs. Voke . Keble . · THE PURE IN HEART · Keble . THE CHILD AND THE ANGELS • GOD OUR FATHER GOD IS NEAR . FEAR NOT ...
... SHEPHERD . CHRIST'S LOVE • COME TO ME . LET THEM COME. viii CONTENTS . THE MOTHER'S PRAYER • TEACHING LITTLE CHILDREN Mrs. Voke . Keble . · THE PURE IN HEART · Keble . THE CHILD AND THE ANGELS • GOD OUR FATHER GOD IS NEAR . FEAR NOT ...
الصفحة ix
... SHEPHERD OF ISRAEL FOR A CHRISTIAN CHILD CHRISTMAS JESUS AND THE DOVE NEW YEAR'S EVE AN EASTERN LEGEND • LOVE TO JESUS CONTENTS . K 1x Sunday School Hymn - Book . 141 • Follen . A. S. · Jane Taylor . Furness . Sunday - School Hymns ...
... SHEPHERD OF ISRAEL FOR A CHRISTIAN CHILD CHRISTMAS JESUS AND THE DOVE NEW YEAR'S EVE AN EASTERN LEGEND • LOVE TO JESUS CONTENTS . K 1x Sunday School Hymn - Book . 141 • Follen . A. S. · Jane Taylor . Furness . Sunday - School Hymns ...
الصفحة xii
... SHEPHERD Longfellow .. Maria Lowell . GOING HOME • • " OF SUCH IS THE KINGDOM OF HEAVEN " LITTLE PILGRIMS . CHILDREN'S PRAISES THE SICK CHILD . · A MOTHER'S RECOMPENSE 274 · • 276 • 279 281 Mrs. Gilman . • • 283 • J. Edmeston . 284 284 ...
... SHEPHERD Longfellow .. Maria Lowell . GOING HOME • • " OF SUCH IS THE KINGDOM OF HEAVEN " LITTLE PILGRIMS . CHILDREN'S PRAISES THE SICK CHILD . · A MOTHER'S RECOMPENSE 274 · • 276 • 279 281 Mrs. Gilman . • • 283 • J. Edmeston . 284 284 ...
الصفحة 7
... Shepherd divine ; Fond as thy mother's love , Yet there is One above Loves thee still dearer , And- when for thee she prays Grace , peace , and happy days - Bends down to hear her . Glad be the hour of thy waking , Little one mine ...
... Shepherd divine ; Fond as thy mother's love , Yet there is One above Loves thee still dearer , And- when for thee she prays Grace , peace , and happy days - Bends down to hear her . Glad be the hour of thy waking , Little one mine ...
الصفحة 79
... shepherd's flock . I would not be a moping owl , Snoring in bed all day , And pouncing on the mice at night , When they come out to play . No I would be a lark , and mount From the daisy - spangled sod , With twinkling wings to Heaven's ...
... shepherd's flock . I would not be a moping owl , Snoring in bed all day , And pouncing on the mice at night , When they come out to play . No I would be a lark , and mount From the daisy - spangled sod , With twinkling wings to Heaven's ...
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99 SONGS ALEXANDER SMART Alice angels baby bairns BAREFOOT BOY beautiful bird bless Bob-a-link breath bright Christ cold creeping everywhere danced with grace dark DAYS OF WICKLIFF dear doth earth eyes Father fear feet flowers fly away home forest lea gentle give grace green hands happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven Heaven's gate heavenly hold in fee holy HYMN JACK FROST JANE TAYLOR Jesus kind kiss Lady Moon lambs leaves light Little Bell little child little children little Dandelion little tree live look Lord MARY HOWITT MARY LAMB merry morning mother nest never night o'er Oak-tree play poor praise pray prayer Robert of Lincoln round Saviour Shepherd shine sing sleep smile snow song soul speak stars stole sunshine sweet te-whit tell thee thine things thou thought to-day unto wake watch weary wings word wouldst YEAR'S EVE
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الصفحة 184 - Lo ! such the child whose early feet The paths of peace have trod ; Whose secret heart, with influence sweet, Is upward drawn to God...
الصفحة 72 - THERE is a book, who runs may read, Which heavenly truth imparts, And all the lore its scholars need, Pure eyes and Christian hearts. The works of God above, below, Within us and around, Are pages in that book, to show How God Himself is found.
الصفحة 278 - In that great cloister's stillness and seclusion, By guardian angels led, Safe from temptation, safe from sin's pollution, She lives, whom we call dead. Day after day we think what she is doing In those bright realms of air ; Year after year, her tender steps pursuing, Behold her grown more fair. Thus do we walk with her, and keep unbroken The bond which nature gives, Thinking that our remembrance, though unspoken, May reach her where she lives.
الصفحة 227 - CHARACTER OF A HAPPY LIFE How happy is he born and taught That serveth not another's will; Whose armor is his honest thought, And simple truth his utmost skill!
الصفحة 277 - Let us be patient ! These severe afflictions Not from the ground arise, But oftentimes celestial benedictions Assume this dark disguise.
الصفحة 107 - BLESSINGS on thee, little man, Barefoot boy, with cheek of tan ! With thy turned-up pantaloons, And thy merry whistled tunes ; With thy red lip, redder still Kissed by strawberries on the hill ; With the sunshine on thy face, Through thy torn brim's jaunty grace ; From my heart I give thee joy, — I was once a barefoot boy ! Prince thou art, — the grown-up man Only is republican.
الصفحة 277 - There is no Death! What seems so is transition. This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal we call Death.
الصفحة 184 - 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. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like...
الصفحة 267 - At break of day, as heavenward The pious monks of Saint Bernard Uttered the oft-repeated prayer, A voice cried through the startled air Excelsior ! A traveller, by the faithful hound, Half-buried in the snow was found, Still grasping in his hand of ice That banner with the strange device Excelsior ! There in the twilight cold and gray, Lifeless, but beautiful, he lay, And from the sky, serene and far, A voice fell, like a falling star, Excelsior ! POEMS ON SLAVERY.
الصفحة 197 - And saw within the moonlight in his room, Making it rich, and like a lily in bloom, An angel writing in a book of gold. Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold, And to the presence in the room he said, "What writest thou?" The vision raised its head, And with a look made of all sweet accord, Answered, "The names of those who love the Lord." "And is mine one?" said Abou. "Nay, not so,