Sunday Afternoons for the Children: A Mother Book

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Fords, Howard & Hulbert, 1900 - 159 páginas

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Página 140 - How silently, how silently, The wondrous gift is given! So God imparts to human hearts The blessings of His heaven. No ear may hear His coming, But in this world of sin, Where meek souls will receive Him still, The dear Christ enters in. O holy Child of Bethlehem! Descend to us, we pray; Cast out our sin, and enter in, Be born in us to-day.
Página 139 - O little town of Bethlehem, How still we see thee lie! Above thy deep and dreamless sleep The silent stars go by.
Página 127 - Father, we thank Thee for the night, And for the pleasant morning light, For rest and food and loving care, And all that makes the world so fair. Help us to do the things we should, To be to others kind and good ; In all we do, in work or play, To grow more loving every day.
Página 41 - Sculptors of life are we as we stand With our souls uncarved before us, Waiting the hour, when at God's command, Our life dream passes o'er us. If we carve it then on the yielding stone, With many a sharp incision, Its heavenly beauty shall be our own, Our lives that angel vision.
Página 43 - Consider the lilies how they grow: they toil not, they spin not, and yet I say unto you, that Solomon, in all his glory, was not arrayed like one of these.
Página 65 - And the foundations of the wall of the city were garnished with all manner of precious stones. The first foundation was jasper; the second, sapphire ; the third...
Página 103 - BETWEEN the dark and the daylight, When the night is beginning to lower, Comes a pause in the day's occupations, That is known as the Children's Hour. I hear in the chamber above me The patter of little feet, The sound of a door that is opened, And voices soft and sweet. From my study I see in the lamplight, Descending the broad hall stair, Grave Alice, and laughing Allegra, And Edith with golden hair. A whisper, and then a silence : Yet I know by...
Página 139 - For Christ is born of Mary, And, gathered all above, While mortals sleep, the angels keep Their watch of wondering love. O morning stars, together Proclaim the holy birth! And praises sing to God the King, And peace to men on earth.
Página 64 - And thou shalt set in it settings of stones, even four rows of stones : the first row shall be a sardius, a topaz, and a carbuncle : this shall be the first row.
Página 125 - Where did you get those eyes so blue? Out of the sky as I came through. What makes the light in them sparkle and spin? Some of the starry spikes left in. Where did you get that little tear? I found it waiting when I got here.

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