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... raise majestic strains , or melt in love . Those tender notes , how kindly they upbraid ! With what soft woe they thrill the listener's heart ! Sure from the hand of some unhappy maid , Who died in youth , these sweet complainings part ...
... raise majestic strains , or melt in love . Those tender notes , how kindly they upbraid ! With what soft woe they thrill the listener's heart ! Sure from the hand of some unhappy maid , Who died in youth , these sweet complainings part ...
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... deeds and great , Some with ornaments of rhyme . Nothing useless is , or low , Each thing in its place is best ; And what seems but idle show , Strengthens and supports the rest . 43 For the structure that we raise , Time is with.
... deeds and great , Some with ornaments of rhyme . Nothing useless is , or low , Each thing in its place is best ; And what seems but idle show , Strengthens and supports the rest . 43 For the structure that we raise , Time is with.
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Joseph Edwards Carpenter. For the structure that we raise , Time is with materials fill'd ; Our to - days and yesterdays Are the blocks with which we build . Truly shape and fashion these ; Leave no yawning gaps between ; Think not ...
Joseph Edwards Carpenter. For the structure that we raise , Time is with materials fill'd ; Our to - days and yesterdays Are the blocks with which we build . Truly shape and fashion these ; Leave no yawning gaps between ; Think not ...
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... raise the song : I cheer the drooping with my warbling tongue , And bear the mourner on my viewless wings ; I bid the hymnless churl my anthem learn , And God adore ; I call the worldling from his dross to turn , And sing and soar ...
... raise the song : I cheer the drooping with my warbling tongue , And bear the mourner on my viewless wings ; I bid the hymnless churl my anthem learn , And God adore ; I call the worldling from his dross to turn , And sing and soar ...
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... raise our evening prayer . WO The Two Angels . H. W. LONGFELLOW . Two angels , one of Life , and one of Death , Pass'd o'er our village as the morning broke ; The dawn was on their faces , and beneath The sombre houses hearsed with ...
... raise our evening prayer . WO The Two Angels . H. W. LONGFELLOW . Two angels , one of Life , and one of Death , Pass'd o'er our village as the morning broke ; The dawn was on their faces , and beneath The sombre houses hearsed with ...
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adore Alleluia angels ANNA BLACKWELL bear beautiful beneath bird blessings blest bliss breast breath bright calm CHARLES WESLEY CHARLOTTE ELLIOTT cheer child Christ clouds dark dead dear death divine doth dwell earth ELIZA COOK eternal evermore eyes faith Father fear flowers gentle glad Glad songs glorious glory grace grave grief Hallelujah hand hath hear heart heaven heavenly HENRY FRANCIS LYTE holy hope Hosanna hour Hymn J. E. CARPENTER.-Music Jesus JOHN CRITCHLEY JOHN KEBLE King light live look Lord mercy MOORE.-Air morning ne'er night o'er pain pass'd peace pray prayer pure rest round sacred saints Saviour shine sing skies sleep smile Songs of praise sorrow soul Spirit Sporle stars Stephen Glover storm sweet baby tears Thee Thine Thou art Thou hast thought throne Thy love unto voice weary weep WILLIAM COWPER wind wings word
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Page 321 - I HEARD the voice of Jesus say, ' Come unto Me and rest ; Lay down, thou weary one, lay down Thy head upon My breast.' I came to Jesus as I was, Weary, and worn, and sad ; I found in Him a resting-place, And He has made me glad. 2 I heard the voice of Jesus say, ' Behold, I freely give The living water ; thirsty one, Stoop down, and drink, and live.
Page 330 - Come, Holy Ghost, our souls inspire, And lighten with celestial fire. Thou the anointing Spirit art, Who dost thy sevenfold gifts impart. Thy blessed unction from above Is comfort, life, and fire of love.
Page 30 - Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill: But their strong nerves at last must yield; They tame but one another still: Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath, When they, pale captives, creep to death.
Page 19 - 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.
Page 242 - BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations, bow with sacred joy ; Know that the Lord is God alone ; He can create, and he destroy.
Page 191 - Let us be patient! These severe afflictions Not from the ground arise, But oftentimes celestial benedictions Assume this dark disguise. We see but dimly through the mists and vapors; Amid these earthly damps What seem to us but sad, funereal tapers May be heaven's distant lamps.
Page 220 - 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.
Page 374 - FROM Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand ; Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand ; From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain.
Page 148 - 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. When day, with farewell beam, delays Among the opening clouds of even, And we can almost think we gaze Through golden vistas into heaven — Those hues, that make the sun's decline So soft, so radiant, Lord ! are thine.
Page 127 - Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us Footprints on the sands of time ; Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again.