The Treasury of American Sacred Song: With Notes Explanatory and BiographicalWilliam Garrett Horder H. Frowde, 1900 - 401 páginas |
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... things give , Be not Thyself forgot ! No longer may Thy children live As if their God were not ! But every day and hour , Since Thou dost bless us thus , In still increasing light and power Reveal Thyself to us ; Until our faith shall ...
... things give , Be not Thyself forgot ! No longer may Thy children live As if their God were not ! But every day and hour , Since Thou dost bless us thus , In still increasing light and power Reveal Thyself to us ; Until our faith shall ...
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... 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 ...
... 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 ...
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... said : ' Yet one thing CH more : If thou wouldst perfect be , Sell all thou hast and give it to the poor , And come and follow Me ! ' HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW 35 35 ithin this temple Christ again 34 HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW.
... said : ' Yet one thing CH more : If thou wouldst perfect be , Sell all thou hast and give it to the poor , And come and follow Me ! ' HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW 35 35 ithin this temple Christ again 34 HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW.
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... seemeth good to Thee . Be this my joy , that evermore Thou rulest all things at Thy will ; Thy sovereign wisdom I adore , And calmly , sweetly , trust Thee still . I John Greenleaf Whittier MY PSALM MOURN no more my 40 RAY PALMER.
... seemeth good to Thee . Be this my joy , that evermore Thou rulest all things at Thy will ; Thy sovereign wisdom I adore , And calmly , sweetly , trust Thee still . I John Greenleaf Whittier MY PSALM MOURN no more my 40 RAY PALMER.
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... things , And tossed by storm and flood , To one fixed trust my spirit clings ; I know that God is good ! Not mine to look where cherubim And seraphs may not see , But nothing can be good in Him Which evil is in me . The wrong that pains ...
... things , And tossed by storm and flood , To one fixed trust my spirit clings ; I know that God is good ! Not mine to look where cherubim And seraphs may not see , But nothing can be good in Him Which evil is in me . The wrong that pains ...
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angels beauty beneath birds blessed Boston breast breath bright calm child Christ Church cloud dark dawn dead dear death deep divine doth dream earth Edith Matilda Thomas Edmund Clarence Stedman eternal eyes face fair faith Father fear feet flowers glad glory God's golden hand Harvard Divinity School hath hear heart heaven heavenly holy hush hymn immortal Ina Donna Coolbrith James Freeman Clarke James Thomas Fields life's light lips living look Lord Louise Chandler Moulton Mass Mifflin morning mystery never night o'er pain peace poems poet praise pray prayer rest round sacred Sarah Chauncey Woolsey shadows shining silent sing skies sleep smile song sorrow soul spirit stars strife sweet tears tender Thee Thine things Thomas Bailey Aldrich Thomas Wentworth Higginson Thou art Thou hast thought to-day toil trust unto verse voice wait wandering weary wind wings
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Página 7 - TO him who in the love of Nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language ; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
Página 92 - As ye deal with my contemners, so with you my grace shall deal; Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with his heel. Since God is marching on.
Página 9 - Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way?
Página 99 - Then to side with Truth is noble When we share her wretched crust, Ere her cause bring fame and profit, And 'tis prosperous to be just: Then it is the brave man chooses, While the coward stands aside, Doubting in his abject spirit— Till his Lord is crucified, And the multitude make virtue Of the faith they had denied.
Página 57 - 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.
Página 26 - Out from the heart of nature rolled The burdens of the Bible old; The litanies of nations came, Like the volcano's tongue of flame, Up from the burning core below, — The canticles of love and woe...
Página 34 - She is not dead, — the child of our affection, — But gone unto that school Where she no longer needs our poor protection, And Christ himself doth rule. 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.
Página 47 - The healing of His seamless dress Is by our beds of pain ; We touch Him in life's throng and press, And we are whole again.
Página 262 - As the marsh-hen secretly builds on the watery sod, Behold I will build me a nest on the greatness of God : I will fly in the greatness of God as the marsh-hen flies In the freedom that fills all the space 'twixt the marsh and the skies : By so many roots as the marsh-grass sends in the sod I will heartily lay me a-hold on the greatness-of God : Oh, like to the greatness of God is the greatness within The range of the marshes, the liberal marshes of Glynn.
Página 33 - The air is full of farewells to the dying, And mournings for the dead ; The heart of Rachel, for her children crying, Will not be comforted ! Let us be patient!