Our Home Beyond the Tide: And Kindred PoemsCrocker, Cornish, 1872 - 252 Seiten |
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... dark Round my spirit bark , Her words were of faith sublime . And she told me of heaven , the Christian's home , The haven of peace and rest , — Of that happy shore Where they sin no more , But with Christ the Lord are blest . And the ...
... dark Round my spirit bark , Her words were of faith sublime . And she told me of heaven , the Christian's home , The haven of peace and rest , — Of that happy shore Where they sin no more , But with Christ the Lord are blest . And the ...
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... . " EAR fainting pilgrim on Life's weary road , Lone voyager on Life's stormy , restless sea , [ spread , Faint not though dark the lowering clouds may At evening time it shall be light for thee . 24 IT SHALl be ligHT . Thus He who loves.
... . " EAR fainting pilgrim on Life's weary road , Lone voyager on Life's stormy , restless sea , [ spread , Faint not though dark the lowering clouds may At evening time it shall be light for thee . 24 IT SHALl be ligHT . Thus He who loves.
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... darkness are his children's lot ; But soon a blissful dawn for them shall be , Glory beyond the stretch of mortal thought , Visions of beauty mortals may not see . Hope on ! unwavering press thou through the gloom ! The cross must be ...
... darkness are his children's lot ; But soon a blissful dawn for them shall be , Glory beyond the stretch of mortal thought , Visions of beauty mortals may not see . Hope on ! unwavering press thou through the gloom ! The cross must be ...
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... dark , were children wanting there ! I hope to clasp my bud , as when I wore it , A dimpled baby fair . Though years have flown , toward my blue - eyed daughter My heart yearns ofttimes with a mother's love : Its never - dying tendrils ...
... dark , were children wanting there ! I hope to clasp my bud , as when I wore it , A dimpled baby fair . Though years have flown , toward my blue - eyed daughter My heart yearns ofttimes with a mother's love : Its never - dying tendrils ...
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... ; But the past is still in God's keeping , the future his mercy shall clear , And what looks dark in the brighten as I draw near : distance may NOT KNOWING . 33 For perhaps the dreaded future has Nearer Home 154 No More Sea 152 Not Knowing.
... ; But the past is still in God's keeping , the future his mercy shall clear , And what looks dark in the brighten as I draw near : distance may NOT KNOWING . 33 For perhaps the dreaded future has Nearer Home 154 No More Sea 152 Not Knowing.
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
ALICE CARY angels ANONYMOUS beautiful land beloved sleep better land blessed bloom blossoms breath bright brow calm cheerful child clouds crown dark dear death dream earth earthly eternal evermore eyes fade fair fair city faith Father fear feet flowers flushing river forever friends gates gentle giveth His beloved glad gleam glorious glory God's golden gone grief HANAFORD hands HARRIET BEECHER STOWE hath heart heaven heavenly HELEN HUNT holy HORATIUS BONAR hour hushed immortal Life's light little hour look Lord LOUISE CHANDLER MOUlton loved and lost LUCY LARCOM morn mortal mother nearer neath never o'er pain path peace pearly gates prayer rest river royal hours Seeds shadows shining shore silent sing skies smile song sorrow soul spirit strife sweet tears tender thine thou throne tide to-day toil trod trust unseen veil voice wait watch weary weep ΤΙΜ
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 193 - And so beside the Silent Sea I wait the muffled oar ; No harm from Him can come to me On ocean or on shore. I know not where His islands lift Their fronded palms in air ; I only know I cannot drift Beyond His love and care.
Seite 192 - I long for household voices gone, For vanished smiles I long, But God hath led my dear ones on, And He can do no wrong. I know not what the future hath Of marvel or surprise, Assured alone that life and death His mercy underlies.
Seite 158 - THERE is no flock, however watched and tended But one dead lamb is there ! There is no fireside, howsoe'er defended, But has one vacant chair ! The air is full of farewells to the dying, And mournings for the dead ; The heart of Rachel, for her children crying, Will not be comforted...
Seite 191 - I see the wrong that round me lies, I feel the guilt within ; I hear, with groan and travail-cries. The world confess its sin. Yet in the maddening maze of things. And tossed by storm and flood, To one fixed stake my spirit clings: I know that God is good!
Seite 159 - Let us be patient. These severe afflictions Not from the ground arise, But oftentimes celestial benedictions Assume this dark disguise. We see but dimly through the mists and vapors ; Amid these earthly damps, What seem to us but sad, funereal tapers May be heaven's distant lamps.
Seite 76 - Heaven is not reached at a single bound ; But we build the ladder by which we rise From the lowly earth to the vaulted skies, And we mount to its summit round by round.
Seite 155 - ONE sweetly solemn thought Comes to me o'er and o'er; I am nearer home to-day Than I ever have been before; Nearer my Father's house, Where the many mansions be; Nearer the great white throne, Nearer the crystal sea; Nearer the bound of life, Where we lay our burdens down; Nearer leaving the cross, Nearer gaining the crown.
Seite 220 - What would we give to our beloved? The hero's heart to be unmoved, The poet's star-tuned harp, to sweep, The patriot's voice, to teach and rouse, The monarch's crown, to light the brows? He giveth His beloved, sleep.
Seite 100 - And I sit and think, when the sunset's gold Is flushing river and hill and shore, I shall one day stand by the water cold, And list for the sound of the boatman's oar; I shall watch for a gleam of the...
Seite 199 - As some rare perfume in a vase of clay Pervades it with a fragrance not its own, So, when Thou dwellest in a mortal soul, All heaven's own sweetness seems around it thrown.