Hear the Master's risen word ! Delving spades have set it free. Wake ! the world has need of thee. Rise, and let thy voice be heard, Like a fountain disinterred, Upward springing, singing, sparkling Through the doubtful shadows darkling ; Till the clouds... The Toiling of Felix: And Other Poems - Էջ 5Henry Van Dyke - 1900 - 88 էջԱմբողջությամբ դիտվող - Այս գրքի մասին
| 1907 - 476 էջ
...men and women good, and little children joyous. Amen. ALVA Roir SCOTT. Hear the Master's risen ujord! Delving spades have set it free, Wake! the world has...the Word; Gospel for the heavy-laden, answer to the labourers ery: "Raise the stone, and thou shah find Me: cleave the wood, and there am I." HENRY VANDYKE.... | |
| 1919 - 420 էջ
...children joyous. Amen. ALVA ROY SCOTT. Hear the Master's risen wordt Delving spades have set it fret, Wake! the world has need of thee, Rise and let thy voice be heard, f Like a fountain disinterred, Upward springing, singing, sparkling; Through the doubtful shadows darkling;... | |
| Caroline Miles Hill - 1923 - 888 էջ
...wrinkled, torn, Hidden in God's hand, was waiting for its resurrection morn. Hear the Master's risen word! Delving spades have set it free, — Wake ! the world...let thy voice be heard, Like a fountain disinterred. Upward-springing, singing, sparkling; Through the doubtful shadows darkling; Till the clouds of pain... | |
| 1898 - 792 էջ
...wrinkled, torn, Hidden in God's hand, was waiting for its resurrection morn. Hear the Master's risen word ! Delving spades have set it free. Wake ! the world...the word ; Gospel for the heavy-laden, answer to the laborer's cry ; "•Raise the stone and thou shall find Me ; cleave the wood, and there am 1." LEGEND... | |
| Caroline Miles Hill - 1928 - 888 էջ
...wrinkled, torn, Hidden in God's hand, was waiting for its resurrection morn. Hear the Master's risen word ! Delving spades have set it free, — Wake ! the world...let thy voice be heard, Like a fountain disinterred. Upward-springing, singing, sparkling; Through the doubtful shadows darkling; Till the clouds of pain... | |
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