Hymns of the AgesJ.R. Osgood, 1877 |
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... fhine ; As when a piece of wanton lawn , A thin , aerial veil , is drawn O'er beauty's face , seeming to hide , More sweetly fhows the blufhing bride ; A soul , whose intellectual beams No mifts do mafk , no lazy ftreams ; A happy soul ...
... fhine ; As when a piece of wanton lawn , A thin , aerial veil , is drawn O'er beauty's face , seeming to hide , More sweetly fhows the blufhing bride ; A soul , whose intellectual beams No mifts do mafk , no lazy ftreams ; A happy soul ...
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... fhine Will kindle love in thee ; More wouldst thou KNOW of things divine , Deeper thy LOVE must be ; True faith not only gives thee light , But ftrength to love and do the right . He is in God , and God in him , Who ftill abides in love ...
... fhine Will kindle love in thee ; More wouldst thou KNOW of things divine , Deeper thy LOVE must be ; True faith not only gives thee light , But ftrength to love and do the right . He is in God , and God in him , Who ftill abides in love ...
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... , Within our hearts forever fhine , That thou of us found out may'st be : And thou shalt be our King , therefore , Our Priest and Prophet evermore . Tears , that from true repentance drop , Inftead of Active Duty . 57.
... , Within our hearts forever fhine , That thou of us found out may'st be : And thou shalt be our King , therefore , Our Priest and Prophet evermore . Tears , that from true repentance drop , Inftead of Active Duty . 57.
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... fhine . While pike doth range , the filly tench doth fly , And crouch in privy creeks with smaller fish ; Yet pikes are caught when little fish go by ; These fleet afloat while those do fill the dish . -- There is a time even for the ...
... fhine . While pike doth range , the filly tench doth fly , And crouch in privy creeks with smaller fish ; Yet pikes are caught when little fish go by ; These fleet afloat while those do fill the dish . -- There is a time even for the ...
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... heaven's bliffe . O let me climbe When I lye down ! The pious soul by night Is like a clouded ftarre , whose beames , though said To fhed their light Under some cloud , Yet are above , And fhine and move Beyond that Prayer . 153.
... heaven's bliffe . O let me climbe When I lye down ! The pious soul by night Is like a clouded ftarre , whose beames , though said To fhed their light Under some cloud , Yet are above , And fhine and move Beyond that Prayer . 153.
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Hymns of the Ages: Being Selections from Lyra Catholica, Germanica ..., Volume 2 Caroline Snowden Guild No preview available - 1861 |
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Page 144 - What but thy grace can foil the tempter's power? Who, like thyself, my guide and stay can be? Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me. I fear no foe, with thee at hand to bless: Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness. Where is death's sting? Where, grave, thy victory? I triumph still, if thou abide with me.
Page 151 - Though long the weary way we tread, And sorrow crown each lingering year, No path we shun, no darkness dread, Our hearts still whispering, Thou art near...
Page 39 - Still, as the spiral grew, He left the past year's dwelling for the new, Stole with soft step its shining archway through, Built up its idle door, Stretched in his last-found home, and knew the old no more.
Page 13 - How oft do they their silver bowers leave To come to succour us, that succour want ? How oft do they with golden pinions cleave The flitting skies, like flying pursuivant Against foul fiends, to aid us militant? They for us fight, they watch and duly ward, And their bright squadrons round about us plant, And all for love and nothing for reward, O why should heavenly God to men have such regard *." This agrees with what is recorded of St.
Page 140 - Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart; Come quickly from above, Write thy new name upon my heart, Thy new, best name of Love.
Page 202 - To me remains nor place nor time ; My country is in every clime ; I can be calm and free from care On any shore, since God is there.
Page 142 - Our emptiness and woe ; And lead us in those paths of life Where all the righteous go. 3 Come as the fire ! and purge our hearts Like sacrificial flame ; Let our whole soul an offering be To our Redeemer's name. 4 Come as the dew ! and sweetly blesa This consecrated hour ; May barrenness rejoice to own Thy fertilizing power.
Page 241 - We saw not the angels who met him there, The gates of the city we could not see; Over the river, over the river, My brother stands waiting to welcome me. Over the river the boatman pale Carried another, — the household pet; Her brown curls waved in the gentle gale, — Darling Minnie!
Page 143 - ABIDE with me ! fast falls the eventide ; The darkness deepens ; Lord, with me abide : When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, O abide with me ! 2.
Page 1 - Give me my scallop-shell of quiet, My staff of faith to walk upon. My scrip of joy, immortal diet, My bottle of salvation, My gown of glory, hope's true gage; And thus I'll take my pilgrimage.