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... , trusting on ? Heaven hath no night ! It hath no waning day ! But pure and brilliant light Shineth for aye . No weary pilgrim seeketh there the way . NETTIE VERNON . UT of the sunshine , warm and soft and bright Songs in Warkness . 29.
... , trusting on ? Heaven hath no night ! It hath no waning day ! But pure and brilliant light Shineth for aye . No weary pilgrim seeketh there the way . NETTIE VERNON . UT of the sunshine , warm and soft and bright Songs in Warkness . 29.
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... weary length Of road that I must wend , Fainting , I'd think , " My feeble powers Will fail me ere the end . " And so I do not wish to see My journey or its length : Assured , that through my Father's love , Each step will bring its ...
... weary length Of road that I must wend , Fainting , I'd think , " My feeble powers Will fail me ere the end . " And so I do not wish to see My journey or its length : Assured , that through my Father's love , Each step will bring its ...
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... WEARY hearts that languish With heavy grief oppressed , Say to your dreary anguish There's One who knoweth best . Our short , scant lines , ne'er measure His purpose reaching far , Look upward through the azure , Where shines the polar ...
... WEARY hearts that languish With heavy grief oppressed , Say to your dreary anguish There's One who knoweth best . Our short , scant lines , ne'er measure His purpose reaching far , Look upward through the azure , Where shines the polar ...
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... weary of sorrow and sinning , Here is a beautiful hope for you ; A hope for me and a hope for you . All the past things are past and over , The tasks are done and the tears are shed , Yesterday's errors let yesterday cover ; Yesterday's ...
... weary of sorrow and sinning , Here is a beautiful hope for you ; A hope for me and a hope for you . All the past things are past and over , The tasks are done and the tears are shed , Yesterday's errors let yesterday cover ; Yesterday's ...
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... weary day of mine . Its ragged corners cut me yet , — Oh still the jar and fret ! Father do not forget That I am tired With this marred day of thine , This erring day of mine ! Forget not but forgive . As S on wrecked battle grounds ...
... weary day of mine . Its ragged corners cut me yet , — Oh still the jar and fret ! Father do not forget That I am tired With this marred day of thine , This erring day of mine ! Forget not but forgive . As S on wrecked battle grounds ...
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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
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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.