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... Stars , Angelic Ministry , P. J. Bailey , 274 · Whittier , 275 Id . , 278 Nicoll ,. 280 · · Anon . , 283 Anon . , 286 • Anon . , 288 Anon . , 290 Anon . , 291 Anon . , 292 • Butcher , 293 De Vere , 293 • Anon . , 294 Spenser , 296 God's ...
... Stars , Angelic Ministry , P. J. Bailey , 274 · Whittier , 275 Id . , 278 Nicoll ,. 280 · · Anon . , 283 Anon . , 286 • Anon . , 288 Anon . , 290 Anon . , 291 Anon . , 292 • Butcher , 293 De Vere , 293 • Anon . , 294 Spenser , 296 God's ...
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... star ? Know'st thou where His great Spirit dwells serene ? Thou dost not . What thy pride may worthless deem , Ay , tainted with pollution , may become , Raised from the dust , the fairest , loveliest home Where radiant Deity can shrine ...
... star ? Know'st thou where His great Spirit dwells serene ? Thou dost not . What thy pride may worthless deem , Ay , tainted with pollution , may become , Raised from the dust , the fairest , loveliest home Where radiant Deity can shrine ...
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... stars give thoughts of love , And the sun cheseth ill desires away . Fire cleanses too ; by it we gold do prove , And precious silver hath its bright assay . Why then not deem the Bible's fires mean this- Evil all melte , to make way ...
... stars give thoughts of love , And the sun cheseth ill desires away . Fire cleanses too ; by it we gold do prove , And precious silver hath its bright assay . Why then not deem the Bible's fires mean this- Evil all melte , to make way ...
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... stars . The saffron stole Of morning , or the pomp of evening's goal That celebrates Day's marriage with the Sea ; Blue distance silver lake hill , glen , and tree , Are sealed unto the spirit like a scroll Writ in a perished language ...
... stars . The saffron stole Of morning , or the pomp of evening's goal That celebrates Day's marriage with the Sea ; Blue distance silver lake hill , glen , and tree , Are sealed unto the spirit like a scroll Writ in a perished language ...
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... God comes to us With every day , with every star that rises ; In every moment dwells the Righteous , And starts upon the soul in sweet surprises . : The Word were but a blank , a hollow HARTLEY COLERIDGE . 69 The Word of God,
... God comes to us With every day , with every star that rises ; In every moment dwells the Righteous , And starts upon the soul in sweet surprises . : The Word were but a blank , a hollow HARTLEY COLERIDGE . 69 The Word of God,
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Page 79 - Heaven lies about us in our infancy. Shades of the prison-house begin to close Upon the growing boy; But he beholds the light and whence it flows, He sees it in his joy. The youth who daily farther from the East Must travel, still is Nature's priest, And, by the vision splendid, Is on his way attended. At length the man perceives it die away And fade into the light of common day.
Page 116 - STRONG Son of God, immortal Love, Whom we, that have not seen thy face, By faith, and faith alone, embrace, Believing where we cannot prove...
Page 170 - tis nought to me : Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full ; And where He vital breathes, there must be joy.
Page 257 - I'd be Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee ! 3 There let the way appear Steps unto heaven; All that thou sendest me, In mercy given; Angels to beckon me Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee!
Page 199 - Fool'd by these rebel powers that thee array, Why dost thou pine within, and suffer dearth, Painting thy outward walls so costly gay ? Why so large cost, having so short a lease, Dost thou upon thy fading mansion spend ? Shall worms, inheritors of this excess, Eat up thy charge ? Is this thy body's end ? Then, soul, live thou upon thy servant's loss, And let that pine to aggravate thy store ; Buy terms divine in selling hours of dross ; Within be fed, without be rich no more : So shalt thou feed...
Page 330 - In every joy that crowns my days, In every pain I bear, My heart shall find delight in praise, Or seek relief in prayer.
Page 77 - And all together pray. While each to his great Father bends, Old men, and babes, and loving friends. And youths and maidens gay...
Page 84 - I have seen A curious Child, who dwelt upon a tract Of inland ground, applying to his ear The convolutions of a smooth-lipped Shell ; To which, in silence hushed, his very soul Listened intensely ; and his countenance soon Brightened with joy ; for murmurings from within Were heard, — sonorous cadences ! whereby, To his belief, the Monitor expressed Mysterious union with its native Sea.
Page 87 - And joy its own security. And they a blissful course may hold Even now, who, not unwisely bold, Live in the spirit of this creed ; Yet seek thy firm support, according to their need. I, loving freedom, and untried ; No sport of every random gust, Yet being to myself a guide...
Page 90 - WHEN I consider how my light is spent, Ere half my days in this dark world and wide, And that one Talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest He returning chide, "Doth God exact day-labour, light denied?