The Home Beyond: Or Views of Heaven, & Its Relation to Earth, by Over Four Hundred Prominent Thinkers & WritersR.D.S. Tyler, & Company, 1884 - 512 pages |
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Page 67
... hour , Thy pure and holy hope o'ercome , By clouds that in the horizon lower , Thy spirit feel the gloom Which over earth and Heaven The covering throws of fell despair , And deems itself the unforgiven , Predestined child of care . Oh ...
... hour , Thy pure and holy hope o'ercome , By clouds that in the horizon lower , Thy spirit feel the gloom Which over earth and Heaven The covering throws of fell despair , And deems itself the unforgiven , Predestined child of care . Oh ...
Page 69
... hour - that has the power to search All things but its own compass -- is a spark Struck from the burning essence of its God- If , as we dream , in every radiant star We see a shining gate through which the soul , In its degree of being ...
... hour - that has the power to search All things but its own compass -- is a spark Struck from the burning essence of its God- If , as we dream , in every radiant star We see a shining gate through which the soul , In its degree of being ...
Page 71
... hours every day , and yet enjoyed the most perfect health . " Epimenides , the seventh of the " wise men , " lived , it is supposed , Herodicus , a very distin- to the age of one hundred and fifty - four . guished physician and ...
... hours every day , and yet enjoyed the most perfect health . " Epimenides , the seventh of the " wise men , " lived , it is supposed , Herodicus , a very distin- to the age of one hundred and fifty - four . guished physician and ...
Page 76
... hours edify that palace of the soul , in which it is to abide , and fabricate the organ whereby it is to work and express itself through eternity . J. B. BROWN . LIFE - NEW AND OLD . HERE have been human 76 THE HOME BEYOND.
... hours edify that palace of the soul , in which it is to abide , and fabricate the organ whereby it is to work and express itself through eternity . J. B. BROWN . LIFE - NEW AND OLD . HERE have been human 76 THE HOME BEYOND.
Page 77
... hour that the fated pair stepped from paradise , and gave their posterity to a world of sorrow and suffering . The head learns new things ; but the heart forevermore practices old experiences . Therefore our life is but a new form of ...
... hour that the fated pair stepped from paradise , and gave their posterity to a world of sorrow and suffering . The head learns new things ; but the heart forevermore practices old experiences . Therefore our life is but a new form of ...
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The Home Beyond: Or Views of Heaven, and Its Relation to Earth Samuel Fallows No preview available - 2009 |
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Page 341 - For a day in thy courts is better than a thousand. I had rather be a door-keeper in the house of my God, than to dwell in the tents of wickedness.
Page 436 - Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth Unseen, both when we wake, and when we sleep. All these with ceaseless praise his works behold Both day and night...
Page 67 - Oh yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill, To pangs of nature, sins of will, Defects of doubt, and taints of blood ; That nothing walks with aimless feet ; That not one life shall be destroyed, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete...
Page 99 - And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, But through it there rolled not the breath of his pride; And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf. And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail : And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown.
Page 212 - He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves ; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves. "My Lord has need of these flowerets gay," The Reaper said, and smiled; "Dear tokens of the earth are they, Where he was once a child. "They shall all bloom in fields of light, Transplanted by my care, And saints, upon their garments white, These sacred blossoms wear.
Page 99 - For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he passed ; And the eyes of the sleepers waxed deadly and chill. And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still...
Page 498 - And now, what time ye all may read through dimming tears his story, How discord on the music fell and darkness on the glory, And how when, one by one, sweet sounds and wandering lights departed, He wore no less a loving face because so brokenhearted, He shall be strong to sanctify the poet's high vocation.
Page 99 - The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
Page 409 - THAT each, who seems a separate whole, Should move his rounds, and fusing all The skirts of self again, should fall Remerging in the general Soul, Is faith as vague as all unsweet : Eternal form shall still divide The eternal soul from all beside; And I shall know him when we meet...
Page 212 - I have naught that is fair?" saith he; "Have naught but the bearded grain? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back again." He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves.