Christian lyrics: chiefly selected from modern authors [by L. Massey].Hamilton, Adams, and Company, 1861 - 180 pages |
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... dear friends — when it shall be That this low breath is gone from me , And round my bier ye come to weep , Let one , most loving of you all , Say " Not a tear o'er her must fall- He giveth His beloved , sleep . " E. B. Browning . The ...
... dear friends — when it shall be That this low breath is gone from me , And round my bier ye come to weep , Let one , most loving of you all , Say " Not a tear o'er her must fall- He giveth His beloved , sleep . " E. B. Browning . The ...
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... dear Lord , wilt never teach us so . We ask Thy peace , O Lord ! Through storm , and fear , and strife , To light and guide us on , Through a long struggling life : While no success or gain Shall cheer the desperate fight , Or nerve ...
... dear Lord , wilt never teach us so . We ask Thy peace , O Lord ! Through storm , and fear , and strife , To light and guide us on , Through a long struggling life : While no success or gain Shall cheer the desperate fight , Or nerve ...
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... dear to die Like the cloudlet , blending With the glorious sky ! And when unbeholden As its beauties are , To have memories , golden As the lovely star ! Excelsior . The Ivy . HE ivy in a dungeon grew , Unfed by rain , uncheered by dew ...
... dear to die Like the cloudlet , blending With the glorious sky ! And when unbeholden As its beauties are , To have memories , golden As the lovely star ! Excelsior . The Ivy . HE ivy in a dungeon grew , Unfed by rain , uncheered by dew ...
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... dear objects it has loved so long ; And earth from earth can scarce unclose its fingers , Our love to Thee makes not this love less strong . " We would see Jesus " -sense is all too blinding , And heaven appears too dim - too far away ...
... dear objects it has loved so long ; And earth from earth can scarce unclose its fingers , Our love to Thee makes not this love less strong . " We would see Jesus " -sense is all too blinding , And heaven appears too dim - too far away ...
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... dear Lord to Thee , Whose lowliness hath raised us to such height , That we may dare to touch Thy garment white , Of matchless purity . Thy gentleness , O Christ , hath made us great , Thy uncrown'd majesty our lost estate Redeemed by ...
... dear Lord to Thee , Whose lowliness hath raised us to such height , That we may dare to touch Thy garment white , Of matchless purity . Thy gentleness , O Christ , hath made us great , Thy uncrown'd majesty our lost estate Redeemed by ...
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Christian Lyrics: Chiefly Selected from Modern Authors Lucy Fletcher Massey No preview available - 2008 |
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angels bear beneath blessed break breast breath bright bring calm child Christ clouds dark death deep divine doth dwell earth eyes face faint fair faith Father fear feel feet flowers friends gently give given glad glorious glory grace grief hand happy hath hear heart heaven heavenly holy hope hour Jesus keep land lead leave life's light live Look Lord meet morning Nearer never night o'er pain passed path peace perfect praise pray prayer pure quiet rest rise round Saviour seek shine sight silent sing sins sleep smile soft song sorrow soul Speak spirit stand star strength strong sure sweet tears Thee Thine things Thou Thou hast thought throne Thy love touch turn voice watch weak weary wings
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Page 125 - Thou sendest me, In mercy given; Angels to beckon me Nearer, my God, to Thee! Nearer to Thee!
Page 145 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take : The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Page 91 - Here in the body pent, Absent from him I roam, Yet nightly pitch my moving tent A day's march nearer home.
Page 30 - Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day ; Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away ; Change and decay in all around I see : 0 Thou that changest not, abide with me ! Not a brief glance I beg, a passing word, But, as Thou dwell'st with Thy disciples, LORD, Familiar, condescending, patient, free, Come, not to sojourn, but abide with me...
Page 76 - It came upon the midnight clear, That glorious song of old, From angels bending near the earth, To touch their harps of gold : "Peace on the earth, goodwill to men, From heaven's all-gracious King!
Page 77 - And ye, beneath life's crushing load, Whose forms are bending low, Who toil along the climbing way, With painful steps and slow, — Look now, for glad and golden hours Come swiftly on the wing : O rest beside the weary road And hear the angels sing!
Page 64 - THY way, not mine, O Lord, However dark it be ! Lead me by Thine own hand, Choose out the path for me. Smooth let it be, or rough, It will be still the best ; Winding or straight, it leads Right onward to Thy rest.
Page 32 - And soon that toil shall end ; Soon shalt thou find a summer home, and rest And scream among thy fellows ; reeds shall bend Soon o'er thy sheltered nest. Thou'rt gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form ; yet on my heart Deeply hath sunk the lesson thou hast given, And shall not soon depart. He who from zone to zone Guides through the boundless sky thy certain flight, In the long way that I must tread alone, Will lead my Steps aright.
Page 186 - Nothing in my hand I bring; Simply to thy cross I cling ; Naked, come to thee for dress ; Helpless, look to thee for grace ; Foul, I to the fountain fly ; Wash me, Saviour, or I die.
Page 30 - 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.