Songs of the soul, derived from the writings of British, continental, and transatlantic authors, ancient and modern1856 - 609 pages |
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... once they view Beauty of Holiness • Be thou my light , be thou my way Begin , my soul , th ' exalted lay • Bright pledge of peace and sunshine Babes were his heralds , and his friends the poor Bereavement Burial of the dead PAGE 36 · 38 ...
... once they view Beauty of Holiness • Be thou my light , be thou my way Begin , my soul , th ' exalted lay • Bright pledge of peace and sunshine Babes were his heralds , and his friends the poor Bereavement Burial of the dead PAGE 36 · 38 ...
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... once was found , Religion's outward forms remain— With living virtue only crowned While their first freshness they retain ; Only replete with power to cure When , spirit - stirred , their source is pure ! Yet are there who this truth ...
... once was found , Religion's outward forms remain— With living virtue only crowned While their first freshness they retain ; Only replete with power to cure When , spirit - stirred , their source is pure ! Yet are there who this truth ...
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... once ; oh vain , vain memories , cease , I cast your burden down - I strive for peace . A voice is on mine ear- -a welcome tone : I hear its summons in a stranger land , It calls me hence , to die amid mine own , Where first my forehead ...
... once ; oh vain , vain memories , cease , I cast your burden down - I strive for peace . A voice is on mine ear- -a welcome tone : I hear its summons in a stranger land , It calls me hence , to die amid mine own , Where first my forehead ...
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... Once more . I come ' tis wilding youth may spurn , When far , the burial - places of his sires ; But oh , when strength is gone , and hope is past , There turns the wearied man his thoughts at last . So do we change ! I hear a warning ...
... Once more . I come ' tis wilding youth may spurn , When far , the burial - places of his sires ; But oh , when strength is gone , and hope is past , There turns the wearied man his thoughts at last . So do we change ! I hear a warning ...
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... once most dreaded and desired , Pavilioned still in darkness , wilt thou hide thee ? What though the rash request be fraught with fate , Nor human eye may look on thine and live ? Welcome the penalty ! let that come now , Which soon or ...
... once most dreaded and desired , Pavilioned still in darkness , wilt thou hide thee ? What though the rash request be fraught with fate , Nor human eye may look on thine and live ? Welcome the penalty ! let that come now , Which soon or ...
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adore angels ANON beams beauty behold bend beneath blessed blest bliss breast breath bright brow calm child clouds crown dark death deep divine dost doth dwell e'en earth earthly EDWARD YOUNG eternal face fair faith Father fear FELICIA HEMANS flowers FRANCIS QUARLES gaze gentle glorious glory God's grace hand happy hath hear heart heaven heavenly Helon HENRY VAUGHAN HENRY W holy hope hour hymn immortal JOHN KEBLE life's light live Lord maiden Spring mercy morning night o'er peace praise pray prayer pure rest ROBERT POLLOK round sacred Saviour seraph shade shalt shine sing skies sleep smile soft song Songs of praise sorrow soul spirit stars sweet swell tears thee thine thou art Thou hast thoughts throne Thy name tongue unto Valley of Peace VITTORIA COLONNA voice weary WILLIAM COWPER wind wings
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Page 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.
Page 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...
Page 117 - God ! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, God!
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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...
Page 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.
Page 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.