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... poor trembling light . Will He not hear Each whispered prayer , and note each falling tear ? Will it be always night— Cold night and lone ? Shall I ne'er see the light From His white Throne- A glimmering light to guide me , trusting on ...
... poor trembling light . Will He not hear Each whispered prayer , and note each falling tear ? Will it be always night— Cold night and lone ? Shall I ne'er see the light From His white Throne- A glimmering light to guide me , trusting on ...
Page 91
... goes down ! Good night , good friend ! though poor my gifts to thee I will not fret ; The richer thou whose bounty is so free , And sweet my debt . No longer to revenge or to repay I strive or Songs in Humiliation . 91.
... goes down ! Good night , good friend ! though poor my gifts to thee I will not fret ; The richer thou whose bounty is so free , And sweet my debt . No longer to revenge or to repay I strive or Songs in Humiliation . 91.
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... poor were I , Didst not Thy mercy make for me a bed Whereon to die . HARRIET MCEWEN KIMBALI . BE E still , my soul ; Jehovah loveth thee ; Fret not nor murmur at thy humbled lot ; Though dark and lone thy journey seems to be , Be sure ...
... poor were I , Didst not Thy mercy make for me a bed Whereon to die . HARRIET MCEWEN KIMBALI . BE E still , my soul ; Jehovah loveth thee ; Fret not nor murmur at thy humbled lot ; Though dark and lone thy journey seems to be , Be sure ...
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... poor blind weaving with a shamed face- All trust of ours He sacredly will keep ; So tired heart- God knows ! Go thou to work or sleep . MABEL N this cruel fire of sorrow , IN Cast thy heart . Nor faint , nor wail , Let thy hand be firm ...
... poor blind weaving with a shamed face- All trust of ours He sacredly will keep ; So tired heart- God knows ! Go thou to work or sleep . MABEL N this cruel fire of sorrow , IN Cast thy heart . Nor faint , nor wail , Let thy hand be firm ...
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... poor , Who sit crouching at the threshold While your brethren force the door ; Ye whose ignorance stands wringing Rough hands , seamed with toil , nor dares Lift so much as eyes to heaven , — Lo ! all life this truth declares , Laborare ...
... poor , Who sit crouching at the threshold While your brethren force the door ; Ye whose ignorance stands wringing Rough hands , seamed with toil , nor dares Lift so much as eyes to heaven , — Lo ! all life this truth declares , Laborare ...
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ALICE CARY angels ANGELUS SILESIUS bear bird bless blest breath bright burden clouds cross dark dawn dear death deep dost doth dream earth Elizabeth Stuart Phelps eternal eyes faint fair faith Father fear feet flowers forever gate glad glory God's golden grief H. F. LYTE hand hast hath hear heart heaven heavenly HELEN JACKSON holy hope HORATIUS BONAR J. G. HOLLAND JEAN INGELOW land life's light live Longfellow look Lord MARGARET E MISS MULOCK morn N. P. WILLIS ne'er never night o'er pain PAUL GERHARDT peace PHOEBE CARY pray prayer rest Sangster shadows shine shore sigh sight sing sleep smile song sorrow soul spirit stars strength strong Susan Coolidge sweet tears tender thee thine things Thou art throne to-day toil trust voice wait walk weary weep whisper winds wings
Popular passages
Page 269 - The world recedes ; it disappears ! Heaven opens on my eyes ! my ears With sounds seraphic ring ! Lend, lend your wings ! I mount ! I fly ! O grave, where is thy victory ? O death, where is thy sting...
Page 196 - Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind...
Page 103 - He looks abroad into the varied field Of nature, and though poor, perhaps, compared With those whose mansions glitter in his sight, Calls the delightful scenery all his own. His are the mountains, and the valleys his, And the resplendent rivers. His to' enjoy With a propriety that none can feel, But who, with filial confidence inspired, Can lift to Heaven an unpresumptuous eye, And smiling say—
Page 196 - Hence, in a season of calm weather Though inland far we be, Our souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither; Can in a moment travel thither — And see the children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.
Page 94 - The friends who in our sunshine live, When winter comes, are flown, And he who has but tears to give Must weep those tears alone.
Page 144 - As the bird trims her to the gale, I trim myself to the storm of time, I man the rudder, reef the sail, Obey the voice at eve obeyed at prime: 'Lowly faithful, banish fear, Right onward drive unharmed; The port, well worth the cruise, is near, And every wave is charmed.
Page 269 - VITAL spark of heavenly flame! Quit, O quit this mortal frame ! Trembling, hoping, lingering, flying, O, the pain, the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life! Hark! they whisper; angels say, Sister spirit, come away!
Page 118 - There's not a chain That hellish foes, confederate for his harm, Can wind around him, but he casts it off With as much ease as Samson his green withes. He looks abroad into the varied field Of nature, and, though poor perhaps compared With those whose mansions glitter in his sight, Calls the delightful scenery all his own.
Page 138 - And if my heart and flesh are weak To bear an untried pain, The bruised reed he will not break, But strengthen and sustain.
Page 274 - Life ! we've been long together Through pleasant and through cloudy weather; 'Tis hard. to part when friends are dear — Perhaps 'twill cost a sigh, a tear; — Then steal away, give little warning, Choose thine own time; Say not Good Night, — but in some brighter clime Bid me Good Morning.