Songs of the Soul, Derived from the Writings of British, Continental, and Transatlantic Authors, Ancient and Modern1856 - 609 էջ |
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... Turning to God 499 The Hebrew Mother 547 The Future Life 518 The Snowdrop 521 Thou , Great Ruler , Lord of All ! 521 The tune to which the Planets roll 525 The light of Stars 535 • There is a day of sunny rest 541 The hours are viewless ...
... Turning to God 499 The Hebrew Mother 547 The Future Life 518 The Snowdrop 521 Thou , Great Ruler , Lord of All ! 521 The tune to which the Planets roll 525 The light of Stars 535 • There is a day of sunny rest 541 The hours are viewless ...
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... turns the wearied man his thoughts at last . So do we change ! I hear a warning tone— Yea , I , whose thoughts were all of bypast times , Of ancient glories , and from visions lone , I come to list once more the sabbath chimes Of my own ...
... turns the wearied man his thoughts at last . So do we change ! I hear a warning tone— Yea , I , whose thoughts were all of bypast times , Of ancient glories , and from visions lone , I come to list once more the sabbath chimes Of my own ...
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... turn From all vain parley with the elements , And close mine eyes , and bid the thought turn inward From each material thing its anxious guest , If , in the stillness of the waiting soul , He may vouchsafe himself - Spirit to spirit ! O ...
... turn From all vain parley with the elements , And close mine eyes , and bid the thought turn inward From each material thing its anxious guest , If , in the stillness of the waiting soul , He may vouchsafe himself - Spirit to spirit ! O ...
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... turn his ear aside From holy offerings at noontide ; Then , here reposing , let us raise A song of gratitude and praise . What though our burden be not light , We need not toil from morn to night ; The respite of the mid - day hour Is ...
... turn his ear aside From holy offerings at noontide ; Then , here reposing , let us raise A song of gratitude and praise . What though our burden be not light , We need not toil from morn to night ; The respite of the mid - day hour Is ...
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... turn to music , clouds to smiles and air ; Rain gently spends his honey drops , and pours Balm on the cleft earth , milk on grass and flowers . Bright pledge of peace and sunshine ! the sure tie Of thy Lord's hand , the object of his ...
... turn to music , clouds to smiles and air ; Rain gently spends his honey drops , and pours Balm on the cleft earth , milk on grass and flowers . Bright pledge of peace and sunshine ! the sure tie Of thy Lord's hand , the object of his ...
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adore angels ANON beams beauty behold beneath blessed blest bliss blossom breast breath bright brow child clouds crown dark death deep divine dost doth e'en earth earthly EDWARD YOUNG eternal fair faith Father fear FELICIA HEMANS flame flowers FRANCIS QUARLES gaze gentle glorious glory God's grace hand happy hast hath hear heart heaven heavenly HENRY HART MILMAN HENRY VAUGHAN HENRY W Here's love holy hope hour hymn immortal JOHN KEBLE let thy life's light live Lord MATTHEW PRIOR mercy morning night o'er peace praise prayer pure rest ROBERT POLLOK round sacred Saviour shade shalt shine silent sing skies sleep smile soft song Songs of praise sorrow soul spirit stars sweet swelling tears thee thine THOMAS FLATMAN thou art thoughts throne Thy name tongue unto voice wave weary WILLIAM COWPER winds wings
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Էջ 521 - Prayer is the burden of a sigh ; The falling of a tear ; The upward glancing of an eye When none but God is near.
Էջ 532 - Yet a few days, and thee The all-beholding sun shall see no more In all his course; nor yet in the cold ground, Where thy pale form was laid, with many tears, Nor in the embrace of ocean, shall exist Thy image. Earth, that nourished thee, shall claim Thy growth, to be resolved to earth again...
Էջ 117 - God ! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, God!
Էջ 177 - These are thy glorious works, Parent of good, Almighty, thine this universal frame, Thus wondrous fair; thyself how wondrous then ! Unspeakable, who sitt'st above these heavens, To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine.
Էջ 190 - New mercies each returning day Hover around us while we pray ; New perils past, new sins forgiven, New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven.
Էջ 178 - On earth join all ye creatures to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end. Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn, Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn With thy bright circlet, praise him in thy sphere, While day arises, that sweet hour of prime.
Էջ 363 - It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make man better be; Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and sear. A lily of a day Is fairer far, in May, Although it fall and die that night; It was the plant and flower of light. In small proportions we just beauties see; And in short measures life may perfect be.
Էջ 113 - Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song ! where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on th...
Էջ 380 - The indorsement of supreme delight, Writ by a friend, and with his blood ; The couch of time ; care's balm and bay ; The week were dark, but for thy light. Thy torch doth show the way.
Էջ 178 - Of nature's womb, that in quaternion run Perpetual circle, multiform, and mix, And nourish all things ; let your ceaseless change Vary to our Great Maker still new praise.